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 Monaco and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jacob Miller,
Whodini,
Altered Images,
The Human League,
Visage,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pagans,
Cheater Slicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Barracudas,
Deakin,
Stiv Bators,
The Martian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deepchord,
Chris & Cosey,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills,
Buzzcocks,
The Sound,
Mr. Review,
Davy DMX,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radiohead,
EPMD,
Lalann,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
Easy Going,
H. Thieme,
The Buckinghams,
FM Einheit,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Mills,
The Gories,
Michelle Simonal,
Wings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Anakelly,
Hoover,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cluster,
The Cramps,
Hasil Adkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.