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 Guinea and from Tehran.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wasted Youth to the rap 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
L. Decosne,
Darondo,
Country Teasers,
Sister Nancy,
Peter & Gordon,
Cal Tjader,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sandy B,
The American Breed,
New Age Steppers,
Chrome,
Dark Day,
Visage,
Absolute Body Control,
Adolescents,
Surgeon,
Dave Gahan,
The Cowsills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Trumans Water,
Jerry's Kids,
Scientists,
Marine Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maleditus Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Crime,
The Trojans,
Soul II Soul,
Byron Stingily,
Dawn Penn,
AZ,
Blancmange,
Cybotron,
The Skatalites,
The Grass Roots,
Warren Ellis,
Ten City,
Andrew Hill,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
John Cale,
Niagra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
The Busters,
Don Cherry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yusef Lateef,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Real Kids,
Skriet,
Big Daddy Kane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang of Four,
The Mojo Men,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.