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 Jamaica and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 China Crisis to the electroclash 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stereo Dub,
The Leaves,
Thee Headcoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
Pantaleimon,
La Düsseldorf,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Adolescents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aural Exciters,
The Black Dice,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q and Not U,
Unrelated Segments,
Oneida,
Spandau Ballet,
Sandy B,
Terry Callier,
Heaven 17,
The Seeds,
The Cowsills,
Shuggie Otis,
The Buckinghams,
Youth Brigade,
the Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
Interpol,
Tom Boy,
The Fall,
Moss Icon,
The Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sugar Minott,
Make Up,
Bush Tetras,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
AZ,
China Crisis,
Warsaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visage,
Roxette,
Ponytail,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slick Rick,
Howard Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scion,
New Order,
Jandek,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.