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 Gambia and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soulsonic Force to the crunk 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Faust,
FM Einheit,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Sherman,
DNA,
The Count Five,
New Order,
Johnny Clarke,
Pulsallama,
Bush Tetras,
The Remains,
One Last Wish,
The Gladiators,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Archie Shepp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare,
Deadbeat,
David Axelrod,
The Gun Club,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Massinfluence,
John Lydon,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fire Engines,
Metal Thangz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Altered Images,
The Misunderstood,
The Blues Magoos,
Sun City Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Minutemen,
Average White Band,
cv313,
E-Dancer,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonic Youth,
Quando Quango,
Robert Görl,
Slave,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Matthew Bourne,
Technova,
Nils Olav,
Jeru the Damaja,
Franke,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
Lakeside,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.