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 Romania and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 Interpol to the funk 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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Kool Moe Dee,
Rotary Connection,
Sun Ra,
The Gladiators,
Rites of Spring,
Dual Sessions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nas,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
Loose Ends,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Copeland,
John Foxx,
Cameo,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
The Moody Blues,
Neil Young,
Y Pants,
Camberwell Now,
Circle Jerks,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Morten Harket,
The Smiths,
Los Fastidios,
One Last Wish,
Buzzcocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Wyatt,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
The Techniques,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Wire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Franke,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Laurel Aitken,
Derrick Morgan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Avey Tare,
Index,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Victims,
Matthew Halsall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liliput,
Iggy Pop,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.