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 Georgia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 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 Erasure to the crunk 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Babytalk,
Steve Hackett,
Quadrant,
Rekid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
Shoche,
Juan Atkins,
Make Up,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Starr,
John Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Wire,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultravox,
Ten City,
Guru Guru,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
This Heat,
The Searchers,
Chris & Cosey,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roxette,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker,
Flipper,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Pus,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
Ornette Coleman,
Masters at Work,
Black Moon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Sneak,
Letta Mbulu,
Unrelated Segments,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bang On A Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Organ,
The Beau Brummels,
Gong,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.