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 Botswana and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Reed to the jazz 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Section 25,
Arthur Verocai,
Bootsy Collins,
Wings,
E-Dancer,
Simply Red,
Tears for Fears,
Goldenarms,
Groovy Waters,
the Germs,
Ronan,
DNA,
The Fortunes,
Underground Resistance,
The Sonics,
Anakelly,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Görl,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Associates,
Kas Product,
Parry Music,
Crime,
the Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Bowie,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
June Days,
Barrington Levy,
Erykah Badu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
cv313,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angry Samoans,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cybotron,
The Kinks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Angels of Light,
Ossler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter and Kerry,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.