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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the dance 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Slits,
Slave,
Josef K,
The Victims,
The Searchers,
Japan,
The Mummies,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
Archie Shepp,
Howard Jones,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fela Kuti,
Camberwell Now,
The Durutti Column,
Nik Kershaw,
Procol Harum,
Royal Trux,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lakeside,
Sound Behaviour,
One Last Wish,
Don Cherry,
The Moody Blues,
Hasil Adkins,
The Tremeloes,
Goldenarms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Can,
Tommy Roe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Eddi Front,
Average White Band,
John Coltrane,
MC5,
Prince Buster,
Joey Negro,
Yellowson,
Chrome,
Marvin Gaye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boredoms,
Bad Manners,
Sister Nancy,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.