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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bizarre Inc. to the disco 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Easy Going,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Birthday Party,
Quantec,
Morten Harket,
Skriet,
Ituana,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
Youth Brigade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fall,
Letta Mbulu,
Agitation Free,
Erasure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Faust,
David McCallum,
Oblivians,
Public Enemy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Graham Central Station,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Q65,
kango's stein massive,
Dual Sessions,
The Mummies,
Black Pus,
Gichy Dan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
Tom Boy,
Erykah Badu,
The Neon Judgement,
Slave,
The Moleskins,
The Cramps,
Television Personalities,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David Bowie,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pylon,
Bill Near,
Black Moon,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Age Steppers,
The Busters,
Japan,
The Stooges,
The Blues Magoos,
The Misunderstood,
U.S. Maple,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.