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 Guyana and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Ronan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Lyres,
Ultravox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Stiv Bators,
CMW,
Cymande,
Minny Pops,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erasure,
Wire,
Arcadia,
Japan,
Dark Day,
The Fire Engines,
Negative Approach,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Wake,
Saccharine Trust,
David Bowie,
Jeff Mills,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
The Red Krayola,
Cluster,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ten City,
Sound Behaviour,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tommy Roe,
The Stooges,
Funkadelic,
The Cramps,
Slave,
The Standells,
Los Fastidios,
Marvin Gaye,
The Slackers,
The Vogues,
OOIOO,
Make Up,
Lalann,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Patti Smith,
Groovy Waters,
Reagan Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.