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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Gang Gang Dance to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
The Evens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tommy Roe,
Royal Trux,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
Alice Coltrane,
Lalo Schifrin,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sight & Sound,
B.T. Express,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mojo Men,
The Red Krayola,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Letta Mbulu,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rekid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Cell,
Los Fastidios,
Accadde A,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
Can,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lee Hazlewood,
Clear Light,
Mr. Review,
The Smoke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alphaville,
Pussy Galore,
Fela Kuti,
Ten City,
Monks,
Arab on Radar,
The Leaves,
Technova,
Goldenarms,
PIL,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.