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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Germs,
Faust,
Pierre Henry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
The Divine Comedy,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Searchers,
The Durutti Column,
James White and The Blacks,
Eve St. Jones,
CMW,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Iggy Pop,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joey Negro,
The Fuzztones,
John Coltrane,
Deepchord,
Terry Callier,
David McCallum,
Scientists,
Symarip,
Saccharine Trust,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gladiators,
X-101,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Funky Four + One,
Intrusion,
Susan Cadogan,
E-Dancer,
Derrick May,
The Detroit Cobras,
Colin Newman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
48th St. Collective,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jerry's Kids,
Electric Prunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nik Kershaw,
The Music Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Max Romeo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Japan,
The Busters,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fugazi,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.