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 Bahamas and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Toni Rubio,
Quantec,
Blancmange,
The Residents,
The United States of America,
ABC,
Byron Stingily,
Supertramp,
Das Ding,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
The Velvet Underground,
Stiv Bators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Graham Central Station,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultra Naté,
Section 25,
Lebanon Hanover,
Underground Resistance,
Excepter,
Talk Talk,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eyeless In Gaza,
X-Ray Spex,
Malaria!,
Maurizio,
Sister Nancy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lakeside,
Procol Harum,
Animal Collective,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
The Monks,
Duran Duran,
Kas Product,
The Zeros,
Lightning Bolt,
Easy Going,
Y Pants,
Minny Pops,
Cluster,
Siglo XX,
Spoonie Gee,
Joyce Sims,
Silicon Teens,
Wings,
Brand Nubian,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visage,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.