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 Cape Verde and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pantytec to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Move,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Dennis Brown,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Niagra,
Althea and Donna,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nils Olav,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fugazi,
Grauzone,
Fat Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
Flamin' Groovies,
Juan Atkins,
Crispian St. Peters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dirtbombs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Procol Harum,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
Chris & Cosey,
The Neon Judgement,
Stockholm Monsters,
Malaria!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
Thee Headcoats,
Rosa Yemen,
Scrapy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Country Teasers,
DJ Style,
The Velvet Underground,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Beau Brummels,
Bootsy Collins,
Sex Pistols,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spandau Ballet,
Ice-T,
The Pretty Things,
Von Mondo,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Slackers,
X-102,
The Mummies,
China Crisis,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.