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 Cuba and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Dave Gahan to the jazz 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
The Sound,
the Germs,
Peter and Kerry,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy Collins,
Royal Trux,
Little Man,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Heaven 17,
Kerri Chandler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lightning Bolt,
Pantaleimon,
Shuggie Otis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
Bauhaus,
Y Pants,
In Retrospect,
Kas Product,
Deakin,
Audionom,
Pierre Henry,
Ten City,
Scion,
Absolute Body Control,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sam Rivers,
X-101,
The Angels of Light,
The Techniques,
R.M.O.,
Black Pus,
Wire,
The Remains,
Japan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Von Mondo,
Steve Hackett,
Anthony Braxton,
The Busters,
Fugazi,
48th St. Collective,
a-ha,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Minny Pops,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erykah Badu,
EPMD,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.