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 East Timor and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Derrick Morgan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blancmange,
Radio Birdman,
Nik Kershaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
T. Rex,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dark Day,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Kurtis Blow,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Peter and Kerry,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultravox,
Symarip,
The Victims,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
The Birthday Party,
Radiopuhelimet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fat Boys,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
The Leaves,
Second Layer,
Lalo Schifrin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxy Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Basic Channel,
L. Decosne,
Michelle Simonal,
Albert Ayler,
10cc,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Selecter,
Aural Exciters,
Icehouse,
Organ,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skriet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eve St. Jones,
Nico,
Amon Düül,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Shadows of Knight,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cure,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
Davy DMX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.