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 Tonga and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 The Dave Clark Five to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Popol Vuh,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Saccharine Trust,
Hardrive,
Tomorrow,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Busters,
the Bar-Kays,
Ten City,
Animal Collective,
Lungfish,
Mars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
Bauhaus,
Dennis Brown,
the Germs,
Buzzcocks,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blancmange,
Wire,
Hoover,
The Martian,
T.S.O.L.,
Piero Umiliani,
Little Man,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Maurizio,
Los Fastidios,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Qualms,
Shuggie Otis,
Nico,
MDC,
New Order,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
Warsaw,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Pus,
Livin' Joy,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chris Corsano,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.