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 Seychelles and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Donald Fagen 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 FM Einheit to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Scientists,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
The United States of America,
Camouflage,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Lydon,
T.S.O.L.,
a-ha,
Symarip,
Unrelated Segments,
Amon Düül II,
Warsaw,
The Seeds,
The Mummies,
Dual Sessions,
Young Marble Giants,
In Retrospect,
Scrapy,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Visage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cal Tjader,
The Divine Comedy,
Patti Smith,
Metal Thangz,
X-Ray Spex,
Alison Limerick,
Wire,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yaz,
Judy Mowatt,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Christie,
The Move,
Wasted Youth,
The Invisible,
Nik Kershaw,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Wyatt,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gladiators,
Grey Daturas,
Parry Music,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.