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 Haiti and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 Cymande to the disco 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
The United States of America,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moby Grape,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roy Ayers,
Tubeway Army,
The Offenders,
X-102,
Buzzcocks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zapp,
Visage,
Mission of Burma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Popol Vuh,
Blossom Toes,
Ten City,
The Birthday Party,
Au Pairs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Interpol,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skaos,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
The Gladiators,
Kerri Chandler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slackers,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crash Course in Science,
X-Ray Spex,
The Smiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
This Heat,
Neu!,
The Standells,
Yusef Lateef,
Jacob Miller,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Laurel Aitken,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Tropical Tobacco,
Depeche Mode,
Wire,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.