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 Kyrgyzstan and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Q65 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Jeff Mills,
The Gories,
Mad Mike,
Technova,
Main Source,
The Happenings,
The Gladiators,
Rufus Thomas,
Underground Resistance,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy Collins,
Silicon Teens,
Sexual Harrassment,
Angry Samoans,
The Motions,
The Smiths,
The Selecter,
Nik Kershaw,
Talk Talk,
Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scientists,
Gang Starr,
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Almond,
Motorama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Fraelich,
Pantaleimon,
Tomorrow,
a-ha,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Bananas,
Nirvana,
Reagan Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Interpol,
Bauhaus,
Brand Nubian,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joey Negro,
Jeru the Damaja,
Alice Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Tubeway Army,
Gang of Four,
The Zeros,
Todd Terry,
Derrick Morgan,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Deadbeat,
Can,
One Last Wish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kaleidoscope,
the Normal,
ABC,
Thompson Twins,
kango's stein massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.