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 Korea South and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Godley & Creme,
Rakim,
Yaz,
Kayak,
the Soft Cell,
Anthony Braxton,
The American Breed,
Agent Orange,
the Human League,
Sonic Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Intrusion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
cv313,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Essential Logic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Remains,
Q and Not U,
Swans,
Lindisfarne,
Minor Threat,
The Doors,
New York Dolls,
Mark Hollis,
The Cramps,
Alphaville,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deepchord,
Moss Icon,
Tim Buckley,
Grey Daturas,
Delta 5,
Glenn Branca,
a-ha,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Derrick Morgan,
Cal Tjader,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Make Up,
Faraquet,
the Swans,
the Normal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
Brothers Johnson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Davy DMX,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.