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 Spain and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scan 7 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Archie Shepp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
Make Up,
Kenny Larkin,
Camouflage,
Tim Buckley,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jacques Brel,
Sight & Sound,
The Real Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Subhumans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mark Hollis,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deepchord,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Eli Mardock,
Lower 48,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric B and Rakim,
Darondo,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Camberwell Now,
Depeche Mode,
the Human League,
Q65,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
Shoche,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skarface,
ABC,
Harmonia,
Black Bananas,
Josef K,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roxette,
Negative Approach,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Moleskins,
John Lydon,
cv313,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Toasters,
Main Source,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.