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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalo Schifrin,
Massinfluence,
The Evens,
Morten Harket,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mo-Dettes,
Dead Boys,
The Gories,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed,
Rosa Yemen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Unwound,
Fad Gadget,
John Coltrane,
Flipper,
Pharoah Sanders,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blake Baxter,
Camouflage,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
U.S. Maple,
Spandau Ballet,
Main Source,
Gabor Szabo,
The Music Machine,
The Fuzztones,
The New Christs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Slick Rick,
a-ha,
Joy Division,
Crime,
Tom Boy,
The Red Krayola,
The Electric Prunes,
Brand Nubian,
10cc,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Bananas,
The Grass Roots,
Susan Cadogan,
Josef K,
Avey Tare,
JFA,
Erasure,
The Sound,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.