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 Argentina and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Groovy Waters to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Tears for Fears,
Sister Nancy,
Piero Umiliani,
Stetsasonic,
E-Dancer,
Hot Snakes,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faraquet,
Bang On A Can,
Sarah Menescal,
a-ha,
Joey Negro,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
Urselle,
Andrew Hill,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Howard Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Oneida,
DJ Style,
Altered Images,
Absolute Body Control,
Second Layer,
Rod Modell,
Technova,
The Smoke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moleskins,
Main Source,
F. McDonald,
Little Man,
Dark Day,
Drexciya,
The Sound,
Joe Finger,
The Smiths,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
DNA,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
The Durutti Column,
The Remains,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lyres,
Aswad,
Pantytec,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.