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 Nauru 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Pet Shop Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deadbeat,
Ohio Players,
F. McDonald,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
U.S. Maple,
The Flesh Eaters,
Funky Four + One,
Freddie Wadling,
David Axelrod,
Skarface,
Eyeless In Gaza,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
Spandau Ballet,
Lyres,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Radiohead,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Swans,
New York Dolls,
Make Up,
Tom Boy,
Mission of Burma,
The Kinks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boz Scaggs,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
Graham Central Station,
OOIOO,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eric Copeland,
Cameo,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy Collins,
Andrew Hill,
Brothers Johnson,
Soulsonic Force,
Lower 48,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Dolphy,
The Move,
Neu!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
L. Decosne,
Radiopuhelimet,
H. Thieme,
Smog,
Section 25,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Parry Music,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fear,
Pharoah Sanders,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.