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 Rwanda and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Motions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a mellotron 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 harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
The Barracudas,
Whodini,
Swell Maps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masters at Work,
Derrick May,
D'Angelo,
Zero Boys,
Ultravox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Blues Magoos,
Flash Fearless,
Scratch Acid,
UT,
Leonard Cohen,
Aaron Thompson,
Pylon,
Liliput,
the Swans,
Ohio Players,
Infiniti,
One Last Wish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
Mantronix,
Lungfish,
Public Enemy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
New Order,
a-ha,
Hot Snakes,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Can,
Oneida,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
Skarface,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Freddie Wadling,
Moss Icon,
LL Cool J,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roxy Music,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.