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 Kenya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 New Order to the grunge 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Black Flag,
Siglo XX,
Camouflage,
The New Christs,
Howard Jones,
Slave,
Fad Gadget,
Alphaville,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sugar Minott,
World's Most,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Con Funk Shun,
Pagans,
Tim Buckley,
Janne Schatter,
Duran Duran,
Carl Craig,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Minnie Riperton,
R.M.O.,
The Slits,
Cecil Taylor,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
Minutemen,
Whodini,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
Deadbeat,
The Pretty Things,
Brand Nubian,
The Trojans,
Bluetip,
The Cure,
Heaven 17,
Loose Ends,
Gichy Dan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dirtbombs,
The Five Americans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joyce Sims,
Maleditus Sound,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
Audionom,
Roger Hodgson,
Alton Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Terry,
Black Moon,
Mad Mike,
Infiniti,
The Divine Comedy,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.