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 Egypt and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 Hasil Adkins to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Hot Snakes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Electric Prunes,
The Leaves,
Procol Harum,
Sexual Harrassment,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cluster,
Little Man,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mantronix,
Royal Trux,
Young Marble Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories,
Roxette,
Icehouse,
Pylon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Wake,
The Black Dice,
Moby Grape,
Jerry's Kids,
the Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Stiv Bators,
Bluetip,
Lightning Bolt,
The Moody Blues,
Todd Rundgren,
The Slits,
the Association,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fela Kuti,
Radio Birdman,
Trumans Water,
Fad Gadget,
Nirvana,
The Searchers,
The Offenders,
Zero Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Agitation Free,
Hardrive,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Byron Stingily,
Flash Fearless,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Nas,
Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.