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 Panama and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Rosa Yemen to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond 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 disco 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 arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Joyce Sims,
Colin Newman,
The Evens,
The Searchers,
Letta Mbulu,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
EPMD,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June Days,
The Happenings,
Harry Pussy,
Ice-T,
Laurel Aitken,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Theoretical Girls,
Negative Approach,
Ultra Naté,
Carl Craig,
New York Dolls,
Godley & Creme,
The Zeros,
Public Enemy,
Erasure,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Zero Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
The Walker Brothers,
The American Breed,
Dennis Brown,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marmalade,
Roger Hodgson,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers,
Maurizio,
Simply Red,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül,
Gang Green,
Drexciya,
Blake Baxter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Sonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric Copeland,
DJ Sneak,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Neon Judgement,
Tres Demented,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cameo,
The Kinks,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
Joe Smooth,
Moebius,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.