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 Israel and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Copenhagen and Portland.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Vogues to the rap 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Altered Images,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
Dead Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Hood,
The Fortunes,
The Martian,
Tubeway Army,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Pantaleimon,
Fela Kuti,
This Heat,
Ultra Naté,
Warsaw,
Scientists,
Heaven 17,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Bananas,
The Toasters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Danielle Patucci,
Yaz,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
Bob Dylan,
Black Moon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eli Mardock,
DNA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aloha Tigers,
Magma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Maurizio,
Khruangbin,
Model 500,
Sandy B,
Nils Olav,
Lucky Dragons,
The Neon Judgement,
Prince Buster,
Liliput,
The Monks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wolf Eyes,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Guru Guru,
Ohio Players,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Buckinghams,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.