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 Gabon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Idris Muhammad to the disco 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Al Stewart,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moody Blues,
Bill Near,
Monks,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
48th St. Collective,
Pagans,
Skriet,
Brass Construction,
Curtis Mayfield,
Toni Rubio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
D'Angelo,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Sheep,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
Bang On A Can,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Velvet Underground,
Fela Kuti,
The Standells,
Sällskapet,
U.S. Maple,
Archie Shepp,
Bauhaus,
Blake Baxter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joyce Sims,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Busters,
Niagra,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
Scion,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.