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 San Marino and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pharoah Sanders to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Scrapy,
Black Bananas,
X-Ray Spex,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
Arthur Verocai,
Junior Murvin,
Al Stewart,
Chris & Cosey,
Sound Behaviour,
Liliput,
Whodini,
EPMD,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
The Toasters,
The Kinks,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Flag,
Patti Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gories,
The Leaves,
The Mojo Men,
Rod Modell,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Clarke,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
U.S. Maple,
R.M.O.,
Lyres,
MDC,
Vainqueur,
Simply Red,
Severed Heads,
Unwound,
Skarface,
Ronnie Foster,
Subhumans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lower 48,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick May,
The Victims,
Mission of Burma,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ice-T,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantytec,
Cybotron,
Television Personalities,
Essential Logic,
Moss Icon,
Oneida,
Nirvana,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.