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 Madagascar and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Glenn Branca to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Adolescents,
The Motions,
Radiopuhelimet,
MDC,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
Amon Düül II,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gabor Szabo,
Nico,
Reagan Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shuggie Otis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blake Baxter,
Public Enemy,
Wasted Youth,
T. Rex,
Kurtis Blow,
Depeche Mode,
John Foxx,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Blancmange,
Underground Resistance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alton Ellis,
The Five Americans,
Sun Ra,
Bluetip,
The Cowsills,
Harmonia,
Letta Mbulu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skarface,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
The Angels of Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Smoke,
Jeff Mills,
Neil Young,
Deakin,
Royal Trux,
The Buckinghams,
Black Sheep,
Q65,
Au Pairs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Urselle,
cv313,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.