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 Germany and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Make Up to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
June Days,
Camberwell Now,
ABC,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
Neu!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Man Parrish,
The Music Machine,
The Human League,
Darondo,
Youth Brigade,
Groovy Waters,
Tommy Roe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Prunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blues Magoos,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Young Rascals,
Wings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
Procol Harum,
The Doors,
Aloha Tigers,
Severed Heads,
Stiv Bators,
Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
Can,
Boredoms,
Siglo XX,
The Mojo Men,
Byron Stingily,
Cal Tjader,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter & Gordon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Surgeon,
R.M.O.,
La Düsseldorf,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glambeats Corp.,
Smog,
Panda Bear,
Dave Gahan,
The Motions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.