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 Dominica 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Joensuu 1685 to the techno 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter & Gordon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Moebius,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Osbourne,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minnie Riperton,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Adolescents,
Mars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
Sun Ra,
The Trojans,
The Cowsills,
Ten City,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Human League,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Age Steppers,
the Bar-Kays,
Iggy Pop,
Barbara Tucker,
The Standells,
CMW,
Joensuu 1685,
Zapp,
The Alarm Clocks,
New Order,
The Motions,
Popol Vuh,
Arcadia,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
June Days,
Andrew Hill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Sherman,
The Zeros,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Carl Craig,
Steve Hackett,
Agent Orange,
Soul II Soul,
Alice Coltrane,
the Soft Cell,
Donald Byrd,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.