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 Brunei and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 The Black Dice 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
Marc Almond,
Organ,
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
B.T. Express,
kango's stein massive,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
CMW,
Darondo,
Lou Christie,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Harry Pussy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harpers Bizarre,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
the Normal,
Kaleidoscope,
The Vogues,
June Days,
The Blues Magoos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mandrill,
Mr. Review,
Suburban Knight,
Howard Jones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Connie Case,
Moby Grape,
Mo-Dettes,
Clear Light,
Yaz,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Near,
Shuggie Otis,
The Pop Group,
Nas,
Cecil Taylor,
48th St. Collective,
New York Dolls,
New Order,
Outsiders,
Aaron Thompson,
Crash Course in Science,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Unwound,
Chrome,
Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
The Invisible,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.