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 Brunei and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 Trumans Water to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
OOIOO,
Rapeman,
Metal Thangz,
Symarip,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Neu!,
The Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
The Remains,
Swans,
The Star Department,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiopuhelimet,
Royal Trux,
Cymande,
The Standells,
The Doors,
Alphaville,
Colin Newman,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slackers,
Main Source,
Buzzcocks,
the Normal,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Roger Hodgson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
MDC,
the Germs,
Andrew Hill,
Magma,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ohio Players,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
E-Dancer,
Radio Birdman,
ABBA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reagan Youth,
Ronan,
Kayak,
The Gories,
Clear Light,
The Cure,
Kaleidoscope,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monolake,
Bauhaus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Foxx,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.