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 Malta and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nico,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rotary Connection,
Rapeman,
Graham Central Station,
Nils Olav,
Lakeside,
Mr. Review,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
One Last Wish,
Godley & Creme,
Judy Mowatt,
Supertramp,
Siglo XX,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fad Gadget,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Five Americans,
Average White Band,
Liliput,
K-Klass,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Doors,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Au Pairs,
Suicide,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Jeff Lynne,
The Knickerbockers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
Arcadia,
Deakin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dark Day,
The Electric Prunes,
John Lydon,
Skriet,
Byron Stingily,
Radio Birdman,
The Happenings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joy Division,
Jacques Brel,
The Durutti Column,
The Invisible,
The Red Krayola,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blancmange,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
Cybotron,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.