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 Spain and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grime 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Mantronix,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Green,
The Angels of Light,
F. McDonald,
Ossler,
The Happenings,
Funky Four + One,
Vainqueur,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
The Tremeloes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Real Kids,
Ponytail,
Anthony Braxton,
Wasted Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Skatalites,
Ituana,
DJ Sneak,
EPMD,
David Axelrod,
Reuben Wilson,
Johnny Osbourne,
cv313,
The Remains,
Bronski Beat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Harmonia,
Livin' Joy,
Blake Baxter,
The Saints,
The Leaves,
New Order,
The Grass Roots,
The Red Krayola,
The Motions,
Sun Ra,
Fluxion,
The Searchers,
Bluetip,
Brothers Johnson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Vogues,
Wire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Hasil Adkins,
Cecil Taylor,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.