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 Hungary and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Mummies to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Lakeside,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
Lungfish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Birthday Party,
Black Flag,
Marvin Gaye,
The Techniques,
Electric Prunes,
Scratch Acid,
Pussy Galore,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anakelly,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Gong,
Cal Tjader,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
Loose Ends,
Pole,
K-Klass,
Fat Boys,
Tres Demented,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flash Fearless,
a-ha,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
Swell Maps,
Organ,
The Index,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q and Not U,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Kinks,
T. Rex,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hardrive,
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Quando Quango,
Nirvana,
Susan Cadogan,
Excepter,
Graham Central Station,
Terrestrial Tones,
Monolake,
Fatback Band,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.