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 Guatemala and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ituana to the dance 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crime,
Slave,
Inner City,
R.M.O.,
Aloha Tigers,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Sneak,
Radiohead,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blossom Toes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
Gong,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Althea and Donna,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funkadelic,
Pole,
Todd Rundgren,
Surgeon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Standells,
A Certain Ratio,
Supertramp,
Organ,
The Pretty Things,
Barrington Levy,
Arcadia,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gap Band,
Howard Jones,
The Move,
The Moody Blues,
Flipper,
Metal Thangz,
Oneida,
The Electric Prunes,
Yazoo,
The Neon Judgement,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
Unwound,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
The Buckinghams,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.