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 Latvia and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Bar-Kays to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Outsiders,
Bob Dylan,
Average White Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Bang On A Can,
Trumans Water,
Masters at Work,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Coltrane,
The Detroit Cobras,
T. Rex,
Crime,
Tim Buckley,
The Kinks,
Au Pairs,
The Pretty Things,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roger Hodgson,
China Crisis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Sherman,
Juan Atkins,
Grey Daturas,
The American Breed,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
The Selecter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barbara Tucker,
Public Image Ltd.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rekid,
Saccharine Trust,
Thee Headcoats,
Mary Jane Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Morten Harket,
Nas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Moon,
L. Decosne,
The Wake,
Glenn Branca,
Joy Division,
MDC,
Letta Mbulu,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang of Four,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Model 500,
Jandek,
Loose Ends,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.