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 East Timor and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Schoolly D to the disco 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joensuu 1685,
Bauhaus,
Arthur Verocai,
Excepter,
Joy Division,
Bob Dylan,
Talk Talk,
the Association,
The Dirtbombs,
Joe Smooth,
John Cale,
Wire,
Bill Wells,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Litter,
The Victims,
Vainqueur,
Radio Birdman,
The Dead C,
Slave,
The Trojans,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
Anakelly,
Marvin Gaye,
Gichy Dan,
Ken Boothe,
Echospace,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ponytail,
Gang Starr,
Barclay James Harvest,
The United States of America,
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gong,
ABBA,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Searchers,
Barrington Levy,
Ohio Players,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
Isaac Hayes,
Pole,
Brand Nubian,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Livin' Joy,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
R.M.O.,
Fad Gadget,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Magazine,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.