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 Marshall Islands and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb 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 Archie Shepp to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Freddie Wadling,
Brick,
Mo-Dettes,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
Terry Callier,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camberwell Now,
Alphaville,
The Star Department,
Excepter,
Swans,
Q65,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Michelle Simonal,
Skriet,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
Carl Craig,
Little Man,
Tommy Roe,
Marvin Gaye,
Livin' Joy,
The Blues Magoos,
Dual Sessions,
Clear Light,
Wolf Eyes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monks,
Tropical Tobacco,
ABC,
Flash Fearless,
Piero Umiliani,
Suburban Knight,
Quantec,
Crooked Eye,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Blake Baxter,
Flipper,
Quadrant,
Gong,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Gap Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Severed Heads,
Interpol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Circle Jerks,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.