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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Q and Not U to the grunge 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Gong,
Pole,
Supertramp,
Scratch Acid,
The Cramps,
Rotary Connection,
Parry Music,
Audionom,
Stetsasonic,
the Association,
Neil Young,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echospace,
ABBA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Essential Logic,
Deakin,
Schoolly D,
The Neon Judgement,
Pere Ubu,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Y Pants,
Idris Muhammad,
Massinfluence,
Sound Behaviour,
Excepter,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
Can,
Average White Band,
Eurythmics,
Circle Jerks,
Laurel Aitken,
Cecil Taylor,
The Toasters,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
The Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
Althea and Donna,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris & Cosey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Graham Central Station,
Fela Kuti,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.