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 Chile and from London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Underground Resistance to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Cell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alton Ellis,
Warsaw,
Mars,
Swans,
F. McDonald,
Procol Harum,
Lalann,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun City Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mantronix,
Alphaville,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stiv Bators,
The Litter,
Make Up,
DJ Style,
Heaven 17,
Jawbox,
Marvin Gaye,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liliput,
World's Most,
John Foxx,
The Walker Brothers,
Dawn Penn,
Nico,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Star Department,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Howard Jones,
Junior Murvin,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sexual Harrassment,
Supertramp,
Connie Case,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Crispy Ambulance,
D'Angelo,
T. Rex,
Ossler,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pretty Things,
Sugar Minott,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rotary Connection,
Youth Brigade,
The Zeros,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Circle Jerks,
Rakim,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.