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 Chad and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 Model 500 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Wolf Eyes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Tim Buckley,
The Residents,
Black Sheep,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alice Coltrane,
Bootsy Collins,
Aaron Thompson,
Agent Orange,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Wasted Youth,
Cymande,
Isaac Hayes,
June Days,
Neu!,
Eric Dolphy,
The Seeds,
Neil Young,
Surgeon,
Dawn Penn,
Animal Collective,
Pussy Galore,
Faraquet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
Pantaleimon,
Rotary Connection,
Underground Resistance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thee Headcoats,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
Henry Cow,
The Tremeloes,
The Birthday Party,
Wire,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gap Band,
The Count Five,
Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Charles Mingus,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Metal Thangz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nirvana,
The Invisible,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Steve Hackett,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.