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 Angola 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wasted Youth to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy 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?
Hardrive,
Albert Ayler,
the Germs,
Rekid,
Radiopuhelimet,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
K-Klass,
Dead Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Bluetip,
Circle Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
LL Cool J,
Grey Daturas,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
New York Dolls,
Dennis Brown,
Crispy Ambulance,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
The Cure,
Main Source,
The Slits,
Magma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Blackbyrds,
Mandrill,
Visage,
The Raincoats,
Subhumans,
Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Al Stewart,
Dave Gahan,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Wells,
Rosa Yemen,
Scion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Frankie Knuckles,
Make Up,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harpers Bizarre,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Carl Craig,
Youth Brigade,
PIL,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Busters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fela Kuti,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.