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 Honduras and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Rekid to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Smog,
Lightning Bolt,
Sparks,
Depeche Mode,
Juan Atkins,
Idris Muhammad,
New Age Steppers,
The Pretty Things,
Y Pants,
Nik Kershaw,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Nas,
Massinfluence,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David McCallum,
Todd Terry,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
The Vogues,
Los Fastidios,
Bill Near,
Black Moon,
Ultravox,
Fluxion,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
Q and Not U,
Althea and Donna,
The Searchers,
The American Breed,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiohead,
Eurythmics,
Hot Snakes,
Neu!,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Angry Samoans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kas Product,
The Gun Club,
Sixth Finger,
The Techniques,
Wire,
The Fuzztones,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Barry Ungar,
EPMD,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.