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 Gabon and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Mark Hollis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Faraquet,
Ice-T,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gong,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Real Kids,
Camouflage,
Gang of Four,
Sexual Harrassment,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gories,
The Moody Blues,
Matthew Bourne,
Kerri Chandler,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mr. Review,
Laurel Aitken,
Alphaville,
Letta Mbulu,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young,
The Martian,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Ituana,
Cameo,
Maurizio,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scion,
June Days,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Sandy B,
Harry Pussy,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-102,
Accadde A,
Visage,
Avey Tare,
Sällskapet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
DNA,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
Pussy Galore,
Roxette,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.