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 Denmark and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mark Hollis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Erasure,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
Boredoms,
Altered Images,
Neil Young,
AZ,
Sun City Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
Brass Construction,
Roy Ayers,
Skaos,
Lyres,
Technova,
Agitation Free,
Kaleidoscope,
Main Source,
K-Klass,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Moleskins,
Kas Product,
Black Flag,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Basic Channel,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Pet Shop Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Warren Ellis,
The Kinks,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
John Holt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Last Poets,
Eli Mardock,
Ludus,
Fugazi,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Matthew Halsall,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantytec,
The Fugs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maurizio,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
John Foxx,
Warsaw,
Thompson Twins,
Aaron Thompson,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.