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 Armenia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eli Mardock to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Eurythmics,
Procol Harum,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lakeside,
Vainqueur,
MC5,
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Motions,
Spandau Ballet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Essential Logic,
Laurel Aitken,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Adolescents,
The Fugs,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
Freddie Wadling,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
Television,
Ultimate Spinach,
Warsaw,
Minutemen,
The Divine Comedy,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gladiators,
Drexciya,
Technova,
OOIOO,
Deakin,
Spoonie Gee,
Barrington Levy,
10cc,
Q65,
The Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pagans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
Camouflage,
Eddi Front,
Nik Kershaw,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
The Blues Magoos,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.