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 San Marino and from Seoul.
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 Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Detroit Cobras to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bill Wells,
Ten City,
The Saints,
KRS-One,
PIL,
The Cure,
Sugar Minott,
Alton Ellis,
Altered Images,
Radiohead,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nas,
Spandau Ballet,
Animal Collective,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
London Community Gospel Choir,
48th St. Collective,
U.S. Maple,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Buzzcocks,
Bluetip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mark Hollis,
Joy Division,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eve St. Jones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
Von Mondo,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Christie,
Sonny Sharrock,
Agitation Free,
Simply Red,
Marc Almond,
Vladislav Delay,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Brothers Johnson,
Excepter,
Anakelly,
Nils Olav,
Alice Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Grauzone,
R.M.O.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Youth Brigade,
Sarah Menescal,
Man Parrish,
Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Toni Rubio,
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.