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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Black Dice to the electroclash 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
the Sonics,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Techniques,
AZ,
Bob Dylan,
Ice-T,
The Cowsills,
The Cure,
Blancmange,
The Dead C,
Ronnie Foster,
Harmonia,
Mad Mike,
Mantronix,
Minor Threat,
The Blues Magoos,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pylon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Associates,
The Moody Blues,
Tears for Fears,
Bush Tetras,
Spandau Ballet,
The Vogues,
John Foxx,
The Velvet Underground,
Carl Craig,
Los Fastidios,
Eric Copeland,
X-Ray Spex,
Newcleus,
Black Flag,
Scan 7,
Moss Icon,
Moby Grape,
Wolf Eyes,
Lungfish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Shoche,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harry Pussy,
Intrusion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cluster,
The Mummies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Michelle Simonal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Hardrive,
David McCallum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gladiators,
Althea and Donna,
Barrington Levy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.