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 Belgium and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Todd Rundgren to the rap 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Quantec,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blake Baxter,
Eric Copeland,
Roger Hodgson,
Janne Schatter,
the Human League,
Fugazi,
Bush Tetras,
Warren Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Goldenarms,
Eden Ahbez,
Japan,
Sonic Youth,
Pylon,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
Barry Ungar,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rakim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Visage,
Lower 48,
The Leaves,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scott Walker,
Aural Exciters,
FM Einheit,
Tommy Roe,
Second Layer,
Glenn Branca,
Tim Buckley,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
Marine Girls,
John Lydon,
The Residents,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Wolf Eyes,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Selecter,
Barrington Levy,
Yusef Lateef,
Minny Pops,
Kurtis Blow,
Fad Gadget,
The Associates,
The Tremeloes,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.