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 Croatia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Soul Sonic Force to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Goldenarms,
E-Dancer,
Big Daddy Kane,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
Dual Sessions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
UT,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
Urselle,
48th St. Collective,
The Young Rascals,
Quantec,
Roxette,
Harpers Bizarre,
JFA,
Eurythmics,
Minny Pops,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Anakelly,
The Gories,
Erasure,
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Main Source,
Technova,
the Germs,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joensuu 1685,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
Terrestrial Tones,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Reagan Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shuggie Otis,
Severed Heads,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neil Young,
Underground Resistance,
The Index,
The Smoke,
Dave Gahan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Letta Mbulu,
Interpol,
Wally Richardson,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.