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 Cambodia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Donald Fagen 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 Silicon Teens to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Toni Rubio,
Donny Hathaway,
Terrestrial Tones,
Unwound,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy Collins,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Dirtbombs,
Alison Limerick,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monks,
Bill Wells,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
Suicide,
Nico,
Sight & Sound,
Skriet,
Vainqueur,
Grauzone,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barbara Tucker,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nas,
Inner City,
DJ Style,
The Gories,
E-Dancer,
Joe Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Prunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Byrd,
Soft Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Oblivians,
Funkadelic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bauhaus,
the Slits,
The Cowsills,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Standells,
Cybotron,
Suburban Knight,
Joey Negro,
Tres Demented,
Television Personalities,
Arcadia,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bluetip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious 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.