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 Albania and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jerry's Kids 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Althea and Donna,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mandrill,
Roger Hodgson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Spandau Ballet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arthur Verocai,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Neon Judgement,
Sam Rivers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Clear Light,
Urselle,
Monolake,
Marc Almond,
Theoretical Girls,
Blancmange,
Iggy Pop,
Brothers Johnson,
the Germs,
Intrusion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Görl,
Flipper,
Buzzcocks,
ABBA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minny Pops,
the Fania All-Stars,
Newcleus,
Talk Talk,
Chris Corsano,
Royal Trux,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Soft Cell,
Yellowson,
Anakelly,
Au Pairs,
The Doors,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Young Rascals,
the Normal,
MC5,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantytec,
The Searchers,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerri Chandler,
Dave Gahan,
Pantaleimon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.