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 Morocco and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Infiniti to the punk 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Morten Harket,
Roxy Music,
Bad Manners,
Harpers Bizarre,
Liliput,
Blake Baxter,
The Blues Magoos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hashim,
Radiopuhelimet,
La Düsseldorf,
World's Most,
Newcleus,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
Eric Copeland,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Smog,
The United States of America,
Eric Dolphy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Animal Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crooked Eye,
The Standells,
The Evens,
Severed Heads,
Rakim,
Rapeman,
The Gap Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultravox,
James White and The Blacks,
Joe Smooth,
David McCallum,
Outsiders,
Juan Atkins,
Excepter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
T. Rex,
Inner City,
Qualms,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Names,
Agent Orange,
The American Breed,
Infiniti,
Radiohead,
The Slits,
The Mummies,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Human League,
Dark Day,
It's A Beautiful Day,
UT,
Underground Resistance,
ABC,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.