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 Suriname and from Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
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 oboe 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 Vladislav Delay to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Lightning Bolt,
The Neon Judgement,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ituana,
Boredoms,
Metal Thangz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ornette Coleman,
Tom Boy,
The Black Dice,
X-Ray Spex,
Warren Ellis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
One Last Wish,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Smooth,
Fat Boys,
The New Christs,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slits,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Symarip,
the Bar-Kays,
X-102,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pussy Galore,
Lyres,
Y Pants,
The Star Department,
Silicon Teens,
Sugar Minott,
Ronnie Foster,
Drexciya,
Siglo XX,
Sparks,
Sam Rivers,
The Misunderstood,
World's Most,
Peter and Kerry,
Unrelated Segments,
KRS-One,
Roxette,
The American Breed,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scan 7,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Piero Umiliani,
the Human League,
Dead Boys,
The Mummies,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.