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 Korea North and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dave Gahan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Lower 48,
Todd Terry,
Faust,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
Average White Band,
Grauzone,
Cybotron,
La Düsseldorf,
Q and Not U,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Sheep,
Model 500,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scratch Acid,
LL Cool J,
Soft Machine,
Prince Buster,
Spoonie Gee,
the Human League,
X-Ray Spex,
Minnie Riperton,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
ABC,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul II Soul,
Kas Product,
EPMD,
Kayak,
Royal Trux,
One Last Wish,
Basic Channel,
Fear,
Quadrant,
Eric Copeland,
The Techniques,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
Public Enemy,
Bad Manners,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Clarke,
Laurel Aitken,
Maleditus Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Altered Images,
Tommy Roe,
Fluxion,
Television,
Silicon Teens,
Clear Light,
Gong,
Susan Cadogan,
Brothers Johnson,
Vainqueur,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.