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 Nigeria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Model 500 to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
Unwound,
The Angels of Light,
Toni Rubio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
London Community Gospel Choir,
8 Eyed Spy,
Susan Cadogan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cybotron,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Wells,
Colin Newman,
Monolake,
The Fortunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scan 7,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Smoke,
June Days,
Model 500,
Mars,
Ituana,
The Doors,
Hardrive,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
E-Dancer,
Barbara Tucker,
The Walker Brothers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Absolute Body Control,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pierre Henry,
Dawn Penn,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eddi Front,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nick Fraelich,
Easy Going,
Second Layer,
Circle Jerks,
New Age Steppers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warsaw,
Mad Mike,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cheater Slicks,
Soft Cell,
X-Ray Spex,
Yusef Lateef,
Albert Ayler,
Yazoo,
John Cale,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.