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 San Marino and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Jacob Miller,
The Gap Band,
Funkadelic,
Joe Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
Hashim,
Lucky Dragons,
Henry Cow,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
Fela Kuti,
Pylon,
This Heat,
MDC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pussy Galore,
The Skatalites,
Judy Mowatt,
The J.B.'s,
Shoche,
Motorama,
Youth Brigade,
Soul II Soul,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Bang On A Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sound,
Scion,
Lightning Bolt,
Yusef Lateef,
Mark Hollis,
Bad Manners,
Robert Wyatt,
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Minnie Riperton,
Cheater Slicks,
Blake Baxter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Raincoats,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Names,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monochrome Set,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.