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 Nigeria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cymande to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Henry Cow,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
Basic Channel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Arcadia,
Neil Young,
Jerry's Kids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hasil Adkins,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fatback Band,
Iggy Pop,
John Lydon,
Ultravox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kayak,
Anakelly,
The Angels of Light,
Livin' Joy,
PIL,
Pole,
Fat Boys,
L. Decosne,
Massinfluence,
Guru Guru,
the Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
Matthew Bourne,
The American Breed,
Loose Ends,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Görl,
Goldenarms,
Gang Green,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Model 500,
Heaven 17,
Ronnie Foster,
Susan Cadogan,
Stereo Dub,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
The Grass Roots,
Throbbing Gristle,
World's Most,
Lakeside,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.