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 Azerbaijan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Motions,
the Human League,
ABC,
Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Scrapy,
Danielle Patucci,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
Kas Product,
Blake Baxter,
Mars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cecil Taylor,
Urselle,
Pulsallama,
Moby Grape,
The Techniques,
Average White Band,
Quando Quango,
The Birthday Party,
Audionom,
Henry Cow,
Nick Fraelich,
The Red Krayola,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
Crime,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pop Group,
H. Thieme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bad Manners,
Lower 48,
LL Cool J,
Pussy Galore,
The Black Dice,
Pantaleimon,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Selecter,
The Cramps,
Section 25,
the Soft Cell,
The Fuzztones,
The Monochrome Set,
Susan Cadogan,
Soulsonic Force,
Davy DMX,
The Associates,
Arthur Verocai,
The Blues Magoos,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
The Young Rascals,
Letta Mbulu,
Ossler,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.