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 Benin and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skatalites to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Los Fastidios,
Interpol,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Pus,
Silicon Teens,
The Count Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masters at Work,
Hardrive,
Terrestrial Tones,
Severed Heads,
Fatback Band,
Alphaville,
The Invisible,
Donald Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
John Lydon,
Electric Prunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
Dave Gahan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sister Nancy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Sonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Angels of Light,
Suburban Knight,
Swans,
Marc Almond,
Desert Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Byrd,
Pylon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiohead,
Warsaw,
Reagan Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
the Association,
DNA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reuben Wilson,
Flash Fearless,
The Slackers,
The Sound,
Royal Trux,
Public Enemy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.