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 Tuvalu and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
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 mellotron 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 Minor Threat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Lyres,
Rufus Thomas,
The Angels of Light,
Gabor Szabo,
Reagan Youth,
Clear Light,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sex Pistols,
Loose Ends,
Maurizio,
Negative Approach,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
Young Marble Giants,
Slave,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Zeros,
Maleditus Sound,
John Holt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Germs,
The Human League,
The New Christs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amazonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moss Icon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Infiniti,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Archie Shepp,
Liliput,
Boredoms,
a-ha,
Swell Maps,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
Arab on Radar,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Pretty Things,
Lee Hazlewood,
Intrusion,
Lakeside,
Zero Boys,
Camberwell Now,
The Modern Lovers,
Surgeon,
Roxette,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Sonics,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.