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 South Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Association to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Smiths,
Yaz,
Derrick Morgan,
Trumans Water,
Duran Duran,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
Dennis Brown,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fall,
Black Pus,
JFA,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Count Five,
Magazine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Lebanon Hanover,
Model 500,
R.M.O.,
The Leaves,
10cc,
Faraquet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smoke,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bush Tetras,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pulsallama,
David Bowie,
The Kinks,
Sparks,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pagans,
Nik Kershaw,
Al Stewart,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lakeside,
Bill Near,
Liliput,
Bauhaus,
The Techniques,
Das Ding,
Alphaville,
The Cure,
Jandek,
Newcleus,
David Axelrod,
Aural Exciters,
The Golliwogs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.