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 Denmark and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet 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 Sam Rivers to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Gap Band,
Pulsallama,
Japan,
Brand Nubian,
Hoover,
Lyres,
Barbara Tucker,
Sandy B,
The Fuzztones,
X-102,
Crash Course in Science,
Dawn Penn,
Smog,
The Music Machine,
the Soft Cell,
One Last Wish,
Bluetip,
Fear,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Desert Stars,
The Evens,
Marc Almond,
Laurel Aitken,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Arab on Radar,
Jacob Miller,
Mandrill,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
Wings,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harpers Bizarre,
DNA,
Derrick Morgan,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks,
Mo-Dettes,
The Grass Roots,
The Knickerbockers,
Joy Division,
Intrusion,
Jeff Lynne,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerri Chandler,
Jerry's Kids,
Pere Ubu,
Symarip,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fall,
A Certain Ratio,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultravox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
AZ,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.