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 Nauru and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 China Crisis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Carl Craig,
UT,
Babytalk,
Slave,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Beau Brummels,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
JFA,
David McCallum,
Tears for Fears,
Rufus Thomas,
Colin Newman,
Mo-Dettes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Certain Ratio,
AZ,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deakin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
D'Angelo,
Eddi Front,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus,
Gang Gang Dance,
PIL,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visage,
The Modern Lovers,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mummies,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
Nas,
The Standells,
Oblivians,
the Normal,
Buzzcocks,
the Germs,
Neu!,
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
The Names,
The Invisible,
Black Pus,
Deadbeat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eurythmics,
Duran Duran,
X-101,
Sun Ra,
Depeche Mode,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.