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 Seychelles and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Newcleus 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Wire,
Erasure,
CMW,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kenny Larkin,
Metal Thangz,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dark Day,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Al Stewart,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grey Daturas,
Sight & Sound,
Hardrive,
cv313,
FM Einheit,
Joy Division,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Supertramp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
The Cowsills,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yellowson,
The Toasters,
Quadrant,
Iggy Pop,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slits,
X-101,
Oblivians,
Intrusion,
The Fuzztones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Infiniti,
The Raincoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young,
Ultravox,
The Barracudas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fad Gadget,
Motorama,
In Retrospect,
Junior Murvin,
Tomorrow,
Tres Demented,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.