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 Cyprus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Sister Nancy to the disco 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Shoche,
Kas Product,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Slits,
Monks,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yaz,
Motorama,
Sparks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Darondo,
Lungfish,
The Invisible,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Au Pairs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Mills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Little Man,
Cal Tjader,
Fluxion,
CMW,
Wasted Youth,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Davy DMX,
New Age Steppers,
Warren Ellis,
Sällskapet,
Freddie Wadling,
Stereo Dub,
Gastr Del Sol,
Neil Young,
Erasure,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
The Five Americans,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
Organ,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Second Layer,
The Mojo Men,
The Fugs,
Dead Boys,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.