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 Austria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Scrapy to the techno 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
The Count Five,
Rotary Connection,
cv313,
Hashim,
Bob Dylan,
Alphaville,
Reuben Wilson,
X-Ray Spex,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Mr. Review,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wasted Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Rites of Spring,
The Smoke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
KRS-One,
Oneida,
Metal Thangz,
Bang On A Can,
Scientists,
Dawn Penn,
Soft Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
Nas,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cure,
R.M.O.,
The Index,
Reagan Youth,
The Martian,
Crash Course in Science,
Vladislav Delay,
Public Enemy,
Scan 7,
F. McDonald,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama,
The Selecter,
Funky Four + One,
Johnny Clarke,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barry Ungar,
Buzzcocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultravox,
The Birthday Party,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.