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 Mexico and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Agent Orange to the jazz 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
Angry Samoans,
Unwound,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick May,
Skriet,
Robert Hood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Au Pairs,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
Nils Olav,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tres Demented,
Wire,
The Music Machine,
Monolake,
Joensuu 1685,
Warren Ellis,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Black Dice,
Visage,
Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Eli Mardock,
Siglo XX,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cramps,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Offenders,
Roxette,
Groovy Waters,
Brand Nubian,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thompson Twins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cameo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Byron Stingily,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
Soulsonic Force,
These Immortal Souls,
Cluster,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.