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 Haiti and from Halifax.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 DJ Sneak to the crunk 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Ultimate Spinach,
B.T. Express,
Mission of Burma,
Inner City,
Neu!,
The Index,
The Walker Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Durutti Column,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zero Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
CMW,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cluster,
10cc,
Cheater Slicks,
Bootsy Collins,
Model 500,
Fluxion,
Johnny Clarke,
Nico,
The Vogues,
Rekid,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joyce Sims,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Bourne,
Rakim,
the Human League,
Easy Going,
The New Christs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pop Group,
Steve Hackett,
Malaria!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lucky Dragons,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Pulsallama,
Intrusion,
The Evens,
Alice Coltrane,
The Modern Lovers,
Joe Smooth,
LL Cool J,
Delta 5,
The Moody Blues,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.