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 Jamaica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Bill Near to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Byron Stingily,
Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rufus Thomas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tim Buckley,
The Barracudas,
Minny Pops,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Seeds,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Almond,
Sällskapet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Archie Shepp,
Faraquet,
Jeff Mills,
Black Flag,
Mars,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
Intrusion,
Prince Buster,
David Axelrod,
The Leaves,
The Zeros,
10cc,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Görl,
Susan Cadogan,
Nik Kershaw,
The Moleskins,
Ituana,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall,
Piero Umiliani,
Goldenarms,
Josef K,
Amon Düül,
Al Stewart,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
the Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Coltrane,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gregory Isaacs,
MDC,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.