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 Malta and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Tubeway Army to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Crooked Eye,
Connie Case,
Brick,
A Certain Ratio,
Anthony Braxton,
Cluster,
Simply Red,
CMW,
The Neon Judgement,
Dennis Brown,
Alphaville,
Rites of Spring,
Model 500,
Lakeside,
Pet Shop Boys,
Y Pants,
The Music Machine,
Blancmange,
Lightning Bolt,
David McCallum,
a-ha,
Tommy Roe,
Flipper,
Depeche Mode,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lower 48,
Wings,
Cheater Slicks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kayak,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sonics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harry Pussy,
Charles Mingus,
Max Romeo,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Rundgren,
David Bowie,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fire Engines,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nas,
In Retrospect,
Eden Ahbez,
Piero Umiliani,
Sex Pistols,
Urselle,
Organ,
Dawn Penn,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.