Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Rwanda and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Junior Murvin to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
These Immortal Souls,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
The New Christs,
Excepter,
the Swans,
June Days,
JFA,
Letta Mbulu,
Yellowson,
Stereo Dub,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Lakeside,
F. McDonald,
Jimmy McGriff,
Average White Band,
Inner City,
The Skatalites,
Howard Jones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dual Sessions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Black Bananas,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DJ Style,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
Visage,
The Sonics,
Swell Maps,
Television,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
Sun City Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Sound Behaviour,
The Knickerbockers,
Malaria!,
Chrome,
Roxy Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
X-101,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vladislav Delay,
Joensuu 1685,
Negative Approach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Godley & Creme,
The Buckinghams,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.