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 Lebanon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 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 Monks to the disco 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
Minor Threat,
Mars,
Massinfluence,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
The Happenings,
The Fuzztones,
The Litter,
The Zeros,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ten City,
Animal Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
Bang On A Can,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pantaleimon,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül II,
Public Image Ltd.,
Agent Orange,
DNA,
Fear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
K-Klass,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter & Gordon,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Malaria!,
Fugazi,
Junior Murvin,
D'Angelo,
Brand Nubian,
The Gun Club,
Wings,
Marmalade,
The Alarm Clocks,
KRS-One,
Thee Headcoats,
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Procol Harum,
Roxette,
Marine Girls,
The Star Department,
Rapeman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mark Hollis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cowsills,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.