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 Belgium and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 D'Angelo to the funk 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marine Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Beau Brummels,
Talk Talk,
Tomorrow,
Toni Rubio,
The Moody Blues,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skriet,
Surgeon,
Peter and Kerry,
Slick Rick,
Camberwell Now,
Intrusion,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Mars,
Harmonia,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
CMW,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deadbeat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sällskapet,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Godley & Creme,
Funky Four + One,
The Techniques,
Pantytec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rapeman,
Reuben Wilson,
The Grass Roots,
Q65,
the Swans,
Jeff Mills,
Arcadia,
The Gap Band,
The Last Poets,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eurythmics,
Shoche,
Sparks,
Terry Callier,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agent Orange,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T. Rex,
Boz Scaggs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jerry's Kids,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.