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 Angola and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joyce Sims to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Joey Negro,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
Half Japanese,
Leonard Cohen,
the Human League,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Aural Exciters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Godley & Creme,
L. Decosne,
The Cure,
Nirvana,
Flash Fearless,
Sparks,
Parry Music,
Sugar Minott,
Nico,
The Pop Group,
The Wake,
The Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cowsills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Michelle Simonal,
Trumans Water,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Dave Gahan,
Mars,
Glenn Branca,
Reuben Wilson,
Pantytec,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
Harry Pussy,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Moody Blues,
Adolescents,
Smog,
Moebius,
The Names,
Con Funk Shun,
Althea and Donna,
Skriet,
Jeff Lynne,
Boredoms,
Gichy Dan,
Babytalk,
Porter Ricks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
cv313,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.