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 Luxembourg and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ultimate Spinach to the techno 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Eurythmics,
Cheater Slicks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
ABBA,
Reuben Wilson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra,
Whodini,
The Real Kids,
Sister Nancy,
Television,
Rufus Thomas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
OOIOO,
Nirvana,
Gang Starr,
Black Pus,
Jacques Brel,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Steve Hackett,
Nas,
Pussy Galore,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roxette,
Sparks,
Unwound,
Royal Trux,
The Grass Roots,
Minny Pops,
Skarface,
Schoolly D,
Sex Pistols,
The Electric Prunes,
Magazine,
The Names,
These Immortal Souls,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cowsills,
Eddi Front,
The Durutti Column,
Sugar Minott,
the Swans,
Urselle,
the Slits,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
Quando Quango,
The Vogues,
The Gun Club,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
U.S. Maple,
a-ha,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.