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 New Zealand and from Hong Kong.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 Warsaw to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Altered Images,
The Wake,
Grauzone,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
The Residents,
Magma,
Thee Headcoats,
The Selecter,
Aural Exciters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Colin Newman,
New Age Steppers,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cramps,
Morten Harket,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Kinks,
Los Fastidios,
Delta 5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Banda Bassotti,
Arcadia,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gun Club,
This Heat,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang On A Can,
Arab on Radar,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
Harry Pussy,
Model 500,
10cc,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
Amazonics,
Livin' Joy,
the Association,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.