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 Montenegro and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 New Age Steppers to the grime 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Angels of Light,
The Move,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
Idris Muhammad,
Lungfish,
The Evens,
The Selecter,
Harry Pussy,
Minny Pops,
The Raincoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Knickerbockers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
Tubeway Army,
Anakelly,
Marine Girls,
The Birthday Party,
John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
The Saints,
Cymande,
New York Dolls,
Siglo XX,
U.S. Maple,
Ituana,
Kerrie Biddell,
The J.B.'s,
The Offenders,
Popol Vuh,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Colin Newman,
Roger Hodgson,
Boredoms,
Supertramp,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Man Eating Sloth,
Au Pairs,
Flash Fearless,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cluster,
Scan 7,
Fear,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David Axelrod,
These Immortal Souls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.