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 Serbia and from Milan.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes 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 Depeche Mode to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Cheater Slicks,
Joyce Sims,
Traffic Nightmare,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Sherman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
T. Rex,
Flash Fearless,
The Techniques,
Yazoo,
Quadrant,
A Certain Ratio,
Deakin,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Public Enemy,
Eden Ahbez,
New Order,
Wasted Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skarface,
Niagra,
B.T. Express,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wings,
Andrew Hill,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Infiniti,
Pussy Galore,
PIL,
Barbara Tucker,
Idris Muhammad,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sex Pistols,
Gong,
Audionom,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Adolescents,
The Skatalites,
Dave Gahan,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Hood,
The Busters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terry Callier,
The Raincoats,
Lakeside,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.