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 Israel and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Smiths to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Divine Comedy,
Brothers Johnson,
Magma,
Heaven 17,
The Skatalites,
Rekid,
Marvin Gaye,
Funkadelic,
John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Kas Product,
Pierre Henry,
Reuben Wilson,
Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masters at Work,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rapeman,
Drexciya,
Godley & Creme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stereo Dub,
The Human League,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fuzztones,
Smog,
Y Pants,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scrapy,
Bang On A Can,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Buzzcocks,
Urselle,
Yellowson,
The Gun Club,
Gregory Isaacs,
Funky Four + One,
the Slits,
Judy Mowatt,
Don Cherry,
New Age Steppers,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers,
Popol Vuh,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Loose Ends,
Dave Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
Minutemen,
Trumans Water,
Electric Light Orchestra,
James White and The Blacks,
Lucky Dragons,
Jandek,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.