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 Madrid.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 CMW to the rap 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Jandek,
Interpol,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Byrd,
Joey Negro,
Sandy B,
Rites of Spring,
The Five Americans,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
Laurel Aitken,
Albert Ayler,
the Human League,
Kas Product,
Desert Stars,
Essential Logic,
Carl Craig,
Hardrive,
Severed Heads,
Franke,
Dual Sessions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pylon,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
Thee Headcoats,
The Zeros,
The Pop Group,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
The United States of America,
Eric Copeland,
Blake Baxter,
Japan,
Bronski Beat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lindisfarne,
Camberwell Now,
Henry Cow,
Black Flag,
Youth Brigade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABBA,
The Last Poets,
New York Dolls,
The Durutti Column,
the Soft Cell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Smog,
Parry Music,
Animal Collective,
Accadde A,
Bobby Sherman,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Human League,
Jeff Mills,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.