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 Solomon Islands and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Duran Duran,
Q and Not U,
Junior Murvin,
Outsiders,
Livin' Joy,
Peter & Gordon,
Japan,
10cc,
Neu!,
These Immortal Souls,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Fania All-Stars,
David Bowie,
Boz Scaggs,
Sällskapet,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Buckinghams,
Monks,
Yusef Lateef,
Jawbox,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Trumans Water,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Silicon Teens,
The Grass Roots,
Laurel Aitken,
Main Source,
Y Pants,
Wolf Eyes,
Janne Schatter,
Little Man,
The Fugs,
Pagans,
Al Stewart,
UT,
Procol Harum,
Theoretical Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Iggy Pop,
Faraquet,
Maurizio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Moon,
T. Rex,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Television Personalities,
Moebius,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.