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 Bologna.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Jacob Miller to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Q and Not U,
This Heat,
Maurizio,
New Order,
The Modern Lovers,
John Lydon,
Nils Olav,
Black Sheep,
Lebanon Hanover,
Make Up,
The Blackbyrds,
EPMD,
The Zeros,
The Skatalites,
Angry Samoans,
Bluetip,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Josef K,
June Days,
Stockholm Monsters,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gladiators,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Litter,
Neu!,
The Busters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stiv Bators,
Newcleus,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fugazi,
Magazine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dawn Penn,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Porter Ricks,
Electric Prunes,
Spandau Ballet,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Style,
Ultra Naté,
The Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mojo Men,
Chris & Cosey,
Scan 7,
Sight & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Depeche Mode,
Suicide,
Kayak,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.