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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 PIL to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
This Heat,
E-Dancer,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Durutti Column,
New Age Steppers,
The Moody Blues,
Youth Brigade,
Moby Grape,
Moss Icon,
Stereo Dub,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Birthday Party,
Outsiders,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Index,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Technova,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
10cc,
Interpol,
Nik Kershaw,
New York Dolls,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Halsall,
Negative Approach,
Drexciya,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Ten City,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Grauzone,
Altered Images,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deakin,
The Beau Brummels,
David Bowie,
Schoolly D,
CMW,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
Faraquet,
Max Romeo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.