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 Mali and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 David Axelrod 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps 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?
Liliput,
Lee Hazlewood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eli Mardock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Graham Central Station,
The United States of America,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
the Sonics,
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mr. Review,
Rapeman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Litter,
Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Wire,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rod Modell,
Soft Cell,
UT,
Darondo,
Faust,
Robert Wyatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Japan,
Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
The New Christs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Newcleus,
Pagans,
Pulsallama,
Ten City,
Don Cherry,
DJ Style,
Reagan Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Ultravox,
Rosa Yemen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
B.T. Express,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David Bowie,
The Cowsills,
Throbbing Gristle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
Moby Grape,
X-101,
the Normal,
Dual Sessions,
LL Cool J,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.