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 Australia and from New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Warsaw 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kenny Larkin,
Janne Schatter,
Byron Stingily,
F. McDonald,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Motions,
The United States of America,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cowsills,
David Axelrod,
The Angels of Light,
Grey Daturas,
Toni Rubio,
Chris & Cosey,
Donald Byrd,
the Human League,
Agitation Free,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Depeche Mode,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joensuu 1685,
Essential Logic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Stereo Dub,
Hot Snakes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lower 48,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Subhumans,
Aloha Tigers,
Pussy Galore,
Brick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fear,
Stetsasonic,
Andrew Hill,
Chrome,
the Bar-Kays,
Rod Modell,
Robert Wyatt,
Clear Light,
R.M.O.,
Groovy Waters,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.