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 Iran and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 Motorama to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Youth Brigade,
Moss Icon,
Wolf Eyes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sixth Finger,
Swell Maps,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Womack,
Don Cherry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Severed Heads,
The Victims,
the Swans,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Pierre Henry,
The Fuzztones,
The Saints,
Gang Starr,
Robert Hood,
Al Stewart,
Silicon Teens,
Marmalade,
Country Teasers,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
The Names,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
In Retrospect,
Von Mondo,
The Durutti Column,
Procol Harum,
The Smoke,
Buzzcocks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Monolake,
The Trojans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kenny Larkin,
Rakim,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
X-102,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cluster,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
Section 25,
Flipper,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quando Quango,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.