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 Manchester.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Y Pants to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Motions,
Smog,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Cymande,
Chrome,
In Retrospect,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
Fatback Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Tubeway Army,
U.S. Maple,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy Collins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Hoover,
World's Most,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rakim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deepchord,
The Walker Brothers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
The Red Krayola,
The Blackbyrds,
The Misunderstood,
The Index,
Average White Band,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
Lou Christie,
Underground Resistance,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mars,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ituana,
The Raincoats,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.