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 Kiribati and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 DNA to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sound Behaviour,
Scratch Acid,
David Bowie,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Michelle Simonal,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
Interpol,
Warren Ellis,
The Stooges,
The Names,
Faust,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gap Band,
PIL,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alison Limerick,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cluster,
Bad Manners,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yaz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Icehouse,
Neu!,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Sheep,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
Public Enemy,
Tommy Roe,
The Busters,
Stockholm Monsters,
B.T. Express,
Pierre Henry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camouflage,
Popol Vuh,
Talk Talk,
X-102,
Theoretical Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul Sonic Force,
China Crisis,
Moss Icon,
Aural Exciters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
KRS-One,
Eric Dolphy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Siglo XX,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.