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 Tajikistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Traffic Nightmare to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
The Blackbyrds,
Pantytec,
Eve St. Jones,
Eddi Front,
The United States of America,
10cc,
Newcleus,
Yaz,
Warsaw,
X-101,
Radiohead,
Bluetip,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Howard Jones,
The Wake,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Techniques,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Graham Central Station,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
L. Decosne,
Soulsonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
Magazine,
Idris Muhammad,
Pierre Henry,
the Germs,
The Monks,
Wasted Youth,
The Pop Group,
The Birthday Party,
Patti Smith,
Skarface,
Henry Cow,
Deakin,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
a-ha,
Todd Terry,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mark Hollis,
China Crisis,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül,
Quando Quango,
Tres Demented,
Kool Moe Dee,
Erasure,
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Morten Harket,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
The Dead C,
The Detroit Cobras,
Carl Craig,
Soft Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.