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 Sierra Leone and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Das Ding to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
Duran Duran,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Infiniti,
The Happenings,
Lou Christie,
The Misunderstood,
Pulsallama,
Crispy Ambulance,
Desert Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Brand Nubian,
Talk Talk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Grass Roots,
The Slits,
Warsaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Basic Channel,
Tubeway Army,
Camberwell Now,
Jimmy McGriff,
La Düsseldorf,
Moby Grape,
EPMD,
Zero Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
L. Decosne,
Deadbeat,
Wings,
PIL,
Camouflage,
Crooked Eye,
Jacques Brel,
Depeche Mode,
The Walker Brothers,
Technova,
Bang On A Can,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Seeds,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
The Birthday Party,
Dawn Penn,
Swell Maps,
Jerry's Kids,
Minny Pops,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sight & Sound,
Surgeon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang Gang Dance,
Youth Brigade,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.