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 Saudi Arabia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Make Up to the disco 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alison Limerick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Motorama,
Average White Band,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Can,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Faust,
Joe Finger,
Jawbox,
The Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Rapeman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Depeche Mode,
The Monks,
One Last Wish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pylon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Supertramp,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q65,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DJ Style,
The Searchers,
The Pretty Things,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ten City,
Cheater Slicks,
Erasure,
The Cowsills,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brick,
John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
Laurel Aitken,
Dead Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Judy Mowatt,
Ohio Players,
LL Cool J,
Khruangbin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lindisfarne,
the Swans,
Sun City Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Pole,
Slick Rick,
New York Dolls,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.