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 Solomon Islands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 ABBA to the punk 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
10cc,
Sun City Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Slave,
Prince Buster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Echospace,
Simply Red,
The Gap Band,
U.S. Maple,
Circle Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Juan Atkins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Womack,
Swell Maps,
Tears for Fears,
The Misunderstood,
The Mummies,
David Bowie,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Faraquet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lindisfarne,
R.M.O.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
JFA,
The Red Krayola,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Dolphy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sugar Minott,
Dave Gahan,
Radiopuhelimet,
F. McDonald,
Aural Exciters,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare,
Nico,
Q65,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cal Tjader,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Nirvana,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camberwell Now,
Jacob Miller,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ossler,
Sight & Sound,
The Searchers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
The Techniques,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.