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 Liechtenstein and from Mumbai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fuzztones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash,
Television Personalities,
Echospace,
Deakin,
Skriet,
Simply Red,
The Fall,
Rapeman,
Livin' Joy,
Infiniti,
10cc,
The Velvet Underground,
Gong,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Order,
Zero Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Görl,
Ludus,
Von Mondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ornette Coleman,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
Second Layer,
The Happenings,
Pulsallama,
Ossler,
Trumans Water,
CMW,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Hot Snakes,
Camberwell Now,
The Leaves,
The Alarm Clocks,
Anakelly,
The Count Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
The Move,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nils Olav,
The Monks,
Eric Dolphy,
Minny Pops,
Sällskapet,
Pet Shop Boys,
LL Cool J,
Mars,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Christie,
The United States of America,
Soft Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Marvin Gaye,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.