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 Ivory Coast and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Japan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed,
Josef K,
The Cure,
Boredoms,
MC5,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Byron Stingily,
Joyce Sims,
Moss Icon,
Ultra Naté,
Dark Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Suicide,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Y Pants,
Soft Cell,
The Smoke,
Hasil Adkins,
Mandrill,
D'Angelo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalann,
Mad Mike,
Babytalk,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
The Sound,
The Fuzztones,
the Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
Sandy B,
K-Klass,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dennis Brown,
Black Bananas,
Arab on Radar,
The Count Five,
Marvin Gaye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Laurel Aitken,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
The Beau Brummels,
Wally Richardson,
The Human League,
Eurythmics,
B.T. Express,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Names,
Gregory Isaacs,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.