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 Vanuatu and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Rekid to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
One Last Wish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deadbeat,
Youth Brigade,
Yellowson,
B.T. Express,
Toni Rubio,
Sex Pistols,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Howard Jones,
Wally Richardson,
Mission of Burma,
The Cowsills,
The Kinks,
Harmonia,
Glenn Branca,
Anakelly,
Scion,
Fear,
Suburban Knight,
Cal Tjader,
ABC,
the Normal,
Idris Muhammad,
Leonard Cohen,
Porter Ricks,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
KRS-One,
The Associates,
Roxy Music,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pylon,
Amon Düül II,
The Birthday Party,
Max Romeo,
The Names,
Japan,
Jeff Mills,
Fat Boys,
K-Klass,
A Certain Ratio,
Depeche Mode,
Arthur Verocai,
Jawbox,
Guru Guru,
Minnie Riperton,
Skaos,
Gong,
Morten Harket,
Wolf Eyes,
John Cale,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.