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 Palau and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Underground Resistance to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Infiniti,
Reagan Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Laurel Aitken,
The Real Kids,
Gong,
Chrome,
Ituana,
The Gladiators,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dennis Brown,
Minutemen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Alarm Clocks,
Isaac Hayes,
La Düsseldorf,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Jandek,
Black Pus,
Erasure,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lungfish,
Zero Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
The Leaves,
The Index,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
Camouflage,
The Selecter,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
Sugar Minott,
Skaos,
Schoolly D,
Saccharine Trust,
Letta Mbulu,
OOIOO,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reuben Wilson,
June of 44,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.