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 Haiti and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 FM Einheit to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Royal Trux,
Warsaw,
Ohio Players,
Masters at Work,
Pantaleimon,
Sonic Youth,
The Techniques,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
Jacob Miller,
Brass Construction,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Negative Approach,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moss Icon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Brothers Johnson,
Das Ding,
Stereo Dub,
Von Mondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eli Mardock,
Delta 5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
DNA,
Unwound,
Godley & Creme,
JFA,
Warren Ellis,
John Lydon,
The Slackers,
Pulsallama,
Josef K,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Buckinghams,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jerry's Kids,
Buzzcocks,
New York Dolls,
T. Rex,
The Fortunes,
Wasted Youth,
Jacques Brel,
Metal Thangz,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
the Slits,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.