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 Guinea and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nirvana to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABBA,
Ossler,
Cluster,
Godley & Creme,
Warsaw,
The United States of America,
Television,
Derrick May,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Piero Umiliani,
The Techniques,
Cameo,
Marine Girls,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
Alton Ellis,
John Holt,
the Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Letta Mbulu,
The Toasters,
Section 25,
Leonard Cohen,
KRS-One,
Kurtis Blow,
Minor Threat,
Cymande,
Neil Young,
Los Fastidios,
The Sonics,
Mission of Burma,
Black Moon,
Todd Terry,
The Smoke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rod Modell,
Surgeon,
Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lungfish,
Supertramp,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-Ray Spex,
Tom Boy,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
L. Decosne,
Sonic Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terry Callier,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.