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 Pakistan 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Roxy Music to the electroclash 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Masters at Work,
Maleditus Sound,
UT,
The Modern Lovers,
Symarip,
Young Marble Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Techniques,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Angry Samoans,
Crime,
Pantytec,
Q and Not U,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Young Rascals,
The Beau Brummels,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
The Buckinghams,
Ohio Players,
Blancmange,
Laurel Aitken,
New Age Steppers,
Icehouse,
Tim Buckley,
JFA,
Shoche,
Tubeway Army,
The Birthday Party,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül,
Cameo,
Banda Bassotti,
The Zeros,
Dead Boys,
Aswad,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hashim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Royal Trux,
The Move,
Nirvana,
Al Stewart,
Amazonics,
Blake Baxter,
Saccharine Trust,
Skaos,
Delta 5,
Deadbeat,
Rufus Thomas,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scrapy,
Animal Collective,
Bronski Beat,
OOIOO,
The Pretty Things,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.