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 Delhi.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Gabor Szabo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Derrick May,
Youth Brigade,
Reagan Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
Lyres,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
Cymande,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Bananas,
The Moleskins,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
Aswad,
Soulsonic Force,
Erasure,
LL Cool J,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
Glenn Branca,
Donny Hathaway,
James White and The Blacks,
The Kinks,
The Residents,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Young Marble Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ronnie Foster,
June Days,
Tim Buckley,
Maleditus Sound,
T. Rex,
Harry Pussy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scan 7,
Todd Rundgren,
Malaria!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Negative Approach,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
The Fortunes,
The Moody Blues,
F. McDonald,
Eden Ahbez,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Silicon Teens,
The Names,
Scion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.