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 Laos and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Qualms to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Intrusion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Au Pairs,
The Electric Prunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Royal Trux,
Aural Exciters,
The Cramps,
Ice-T,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Martian,
The Cure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
48th St. Collective,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
Hot Snakes,
Khruangbin,
Talk Talk,
Siglo XX,
Half Japanese,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Terry,
Unwound,
Parry Music,
Amazonics,
Sandy B,
Jeff Lynne,
John Foxx,
Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Harmonia,
Terry Callier,
Qualms,
DJ Style,
Basic Channel,
Bronski Beat,
The Modern Lovers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Throbbing Gristle,
ABC,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
Pole,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Searchers,
Yazoo,
The Invisible,
The Techniques,
Ludus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.