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 Belarus and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Pet Shop Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ken Boothe,
Freddie Wadling,
Crooked Eye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Parry Music,
Skaos,
Fugazi,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Dirtbombs,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Essential Logic,
Aural Exciters,
Wire,
Joey Negro,
F. McDonald,
Hasil Adkins,
Lucky Dragons,
Bill Near,
Lalann,
Zero Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Desert Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Echospace,
Main Source,
MC5,
Mars,
Scan 7,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronnie Foster,
Au Pairs,
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
Howard Jones,
Man Parrish,
Ludus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Terry Callier,
ABC,
Sandy B,
Pierre Henry,
Tommy Roe,
The Victims,
New York Dolls,
10cc,
Toni Rubio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Franke,
D'Angelo,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.