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 Libya and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron 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 rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
The Toasters,
The Slackers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Fatback Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Zero Boys,
The Invisible,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Duran Duran,
John Foxx,
Joyce Sims,
Scrapy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra,
Sonic Youth,
Dennis Brown,
Youth Brigade,
the Human League,
The Gun Club,
New Age Steppers,
The Red Krayola,
Dark Day,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minny Pops,
Soft Cell,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Black Dice,
DNA,
The Real Kids,
David McCallum,
the Sonics,
The Smoke,
the Germs,
John Holt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Jerry's Kids,
China Crisis,
the Slits,
Isaac Hayes,
Ohio Players,
The Associates,
Tom Boy,
Oblivians,
Gang Starr,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cecil Taylor,
Malaria!,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Electric Prunes,
The Kinks,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.