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 Mauritius and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the jazz 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Tears for Fears,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Bobby Sherman,
Pussy Galore,
Excepter,
Fatback Band,
Animal Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronnie Foster,
Vladislav Delay,
Dennis Brown,
Visage,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tommy Roe,
The New Christs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Axelrod,
L. Decosne,
Patti Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Sonic Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
Moebius,
R.M.O.,
Von Mondo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alton Ellis,
Lyres,
The Invisible,
The Smiths,
Blancmange,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amazonics,
Eddi Front,
The Skatalites,
Flipper,
The Associates,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
Newcleus,
The Last Poets,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
The Dirtbombs,
The Gun Club,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.