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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 New Christs to the rap 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Malaria!,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Birthday Party,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bang On A Can,
Roxy Music,
John Foxx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masters at Work,
Mantronix,
Minny Pops,
AZ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Music Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camberwell Now,
John Lydon,
Robert Hood,
10cc,
Make Up,
The Dead C,
Sound Behaviour,
Pulsallama,
Von Mondo,
Freddie Wadling,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris Corsano,
Dark Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Dave Gahan,
Ornette Coleman,
Basic Channel,
Lower 48,
Quadrant,
David Bowie,
Spoonie Gee,
Cluster,
Desert Stars,
Crooked Eye,
Bootsy Collins,
The Remains,
The Happenings,
The Blackbyrds,
Eden Ahbez,
The Residents,
The Cure,
LL Cool J,
New York Dolls,
Moby Grape,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New Order,
the Swans,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.