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 Vanuatu and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 The Angels of Light to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Japan,
The Young Rascals,
The American Breed,
Donald Byrd,
FM Einheit,
Maurizio,
DNA,
Todd Rundgren,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare,
Neil Young,
New Order,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
This Heat,
Sex Pistols,
Pulsallama,
Scrapy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hashim,
Wolf Eyes,
Altered Images,
The Slits,
Tommy Roe,
Lakeside,
Maleditus Sound,
Dave Gahan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Massinfluence,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wally Richardson,
kango's stein massive,
Yaz,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Public Enemy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
Radio Birdman,
The Angels of Light,
Warsaw,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Janne Schatter,
Godley & Creme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-102,
The Gladiators,
Skarface,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
Letta Mbulu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fugazi,
Aloha Tigers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lungfish,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.