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 France and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 the Soft Cell to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Boz Scaggs,
Arab on Radar,
Harry Pussy,
Babytalk,
Bluetip,
X-101,
Ronnie Foster,
Sixth Finger,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bauhaus,
Minny Pops,
48th St. Collective,
T. Rex,
Connie Case,
Josef K,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Erasure,
Dave Gahan,
June Days,
The Walker Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Tom Boy,
Pole,
Smog,
Bill Wells,
Underground Resistance,
Blake Baxter,
The Kinks,
the Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Man Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mission of Burma,
Dawn Penn,
Malaria!,
Joe Finger,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Leaves,
Alton Ellis,
Dark Day,
Cybotron,
Siglo XX,
Wire,
Faust,
Second Layer,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hardrive,
Sun City Girls,
the Slits,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gichy Dan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.