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 Gabon and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Circle Jerks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Nico,
Visage,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hot Snakes,
Alphaville,
Index,
Godley & Creme,
Blossom Toes,
Barbara Tucker,
Negative Approach,
Jeru the Damaja,
Magazine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Slave,
Absolute Body Control,
Arab on Radar,
Ohio Players,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Slackers,
Echospace,
Todd Terry,
The Misunderstood,
Vladislav Delay,
Swell Maps,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Count Five,
China Crisis,
The Modern Lovers,
Half Japanese,
Funkadelic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cluster,
Electric Prunes,
Livin' Joy,
Ornette Coleman,
Drexciya,
Aswad,
Rhythm & Sound,
FM Einheit,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zapp,
Patti Smith,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Clarke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Index,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.