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 Ireland and from London.
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 Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sun City Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Main Source,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sight & Sound,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joyce Sims,
Arcadia,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Yazoo,
The Smoke,
Robert Wyatt,
The Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
FM Einheit,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Fraelich,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
the Normal,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter and Kerry,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Hood,
The Music Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sparks,
Simply Red,
R.M.O.,
The Seeds,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
Circle Jerks,
Johnny Clarke,
Brick,
Agent Orange,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warsaw,
Howard Jones,
Andrew Hill,
Scion,
Deadbeat,
The Slackers,
Michelle Simonal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Clear Light,
Khruangbin,
The Index,
Echospace,
The Evens,
Yaz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Associates,
Ronnie Foster,
The Neon Judgement,
Dead Boys,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.