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 Brunei and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Nico to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sixth Finger,
Arcadia,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siglo XX,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
Scientists,
Jandek,
The Angels of Light,
Warren Ellis,
Sandy B,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Sam Rivers,
The Gladiators,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
The Evens,
This Heat,
Rod Modell,
Eric Dolphy,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
Country Teasers,
The Gun Club,
Stetsasonic,
Faust,
Zapp,
Jawbox,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
The Selecter,
U.S. Maple,
Ice-T,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Accadde A,
Excepter,
Minnie Riperton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
a-ha,
Basic Channel,
Saccharine Trust,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Red Krayola,
the Soft Cell,
Tropical Tobacco,
UT,
The Pop Group,
Rakim,
Tommy Roe,
Idris Muhammad,
Severed Heads,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.