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 Argentina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mary Jane Girls to the funk 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Bill Wells,
Faraquet,
Electric Prunes,
Charles Mingus,
Black Sheep,
Godley & Creme,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
Scott Walker,
The Human League,
Wolf Eyes,
Steve Hackett,
Fat Boys,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Halsall,
PIL,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Germs,
The Fuzztones,
Slick Rick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Con Funk Shun,
Terrestrial Tones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Busters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sällskapet,
Harmonia,
Fugazi,
Spoonie Gee,
Youth Brigade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Technova,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxy Music,
Pylon,
KRS-One,
The Stooges,
Skarface,
X-102,
Arthur Verocai,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Erasure,
Moebius,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eve St. Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Desert Stars,
Joe Finger,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.