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 Uruguay and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Youth Brigade to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
FM Einheit,
Bronski Beat,
Qualms,
The Young Rascals,
Kaleidoscope,
Fluxion,
Y Pants,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
ABBA,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Absolute Body Control,
Darondo,
Monolake,
Amon Düül II,
Skaos,
Gong,
Donny Hathaway,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
Roxette,
John Foxx,
10cc,
Funky Four + One,
Donald Byrd,
Godley & Creme,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mummies,
Sight & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
Vainqueur,
Aswad,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eve St. Jones,
Arcadia,
Shoche,
Q and Not U,
Brothers Johnson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Second Layer,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cymande,
Visage,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dark Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.