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 Iran and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Lou Christie to the punk 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
John Cale,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Litter,
Popol Vuh,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Trumans Water,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Icehouse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lindisfarne,
Ohio Players,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nirvana,
Arab on Radar,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
Zero Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Howard Jones,
Janne Schatter,
Bobby Sherman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sister Nancy,
Q and Not U,
Terry Callier,
Sarah Menescal,
Country Teasers,
Pussy Galore,
Sam Rivers,
MC5,
The Fall,
the Slits,
Model 500,
Rekid,
Tomorrow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Franke,
Glenn Branca,
The Golliwogs,
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
Amon Düül,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young,
Ultravox,
Chris & Cosey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Au Pairs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alton Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reuben Wilson,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
Pantytec,
Kaleidoscope,
Blancmange,
Lyres,
Iggy Pop,
the Normal,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.