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 Burkina and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joy Division to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
China Crisis,
Judy Mowatt,
The Five Americans,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joyce Sims,
Outsiders,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
The Litter,
Newcleus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Golliwogs,
One Last Wish,
The Index,
The Walker Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tom Boy,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Rufus Thomas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Frankie Knuckles,
Flipper,
Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fela Kuti,
The Cure,
Erasure,
Jeff Mills,
JFA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ronan,
Crime,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Prince Buster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Lynne,
Arthur Verocai,
a-ha,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
the Swans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Residents,
Tubeway Army,
X-102,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harry Pussy,
Black Sheep,
Drexciya,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.