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 Honduras and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Silicon Teens to the techno 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Schoolly D,
Isaac Hayes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brand Nubian,
Technova,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Joey Negro,
R.M.O.,
The Fall,
10cc,
The Trojans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
The Monochrome Set,
Chrome,
Basic Channel,
Reagan Youth,
Morten Harket,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick May,
kango's stein massive,
The Searchers,
Pole,
The Gories,
Motorama,
Yazoo,
Hot Snakes,
Silicon Teens,
The Star Department,
Davy DMX,
Kayak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gichy Dan,
Susan Cadogan,
DNA,
Amon Düül,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Music Machine,
K-Klass,
Nirvana,
Brothers Johnson,
Max Romeo,
Roxette,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Sällskapet,
Sister Nancy,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.