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 Namibia and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Throbbing Gristle to the rap 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Motorama,
Sight & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Bourne,
Crime,
Johnny Clarke,
Roxette,
Wings,
Soft Cell,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Magma,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Angels of Light,
Soulsonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
Dual Sessions,
the Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Make Up,
The Walker Brothers,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lucky Dragons,
Trumans Water,
New Order,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pierre Henry,
Lyres,
Rotary Connection,
Whodini,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Victims,
48th St. Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Byrd,
Sex Pistols,
Flash Fearless,
Bronski Beat,
Zapp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bush Tetras,
Reagan Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Litter,
Nils Olav,
Michelle Simonal,
Mantronix,
Kenny Larkin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skriet,
Excepter,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.