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 South Africa and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bad Manners,
Loose Ends,
Sam Rivers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
Big Daddy Kane,
Saccharine Trust,
The Last Poets,
James White and The Blacks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scion,
Ohio Players,
Susan Cadogan,
EPMD,
Bronski Beat,
ABBA,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-102,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Christie,
Kurtis Blow,
the Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warren Ellis,
Erasure,
The Fortunes,
Pantytec,
Simply Red,
Sandy B,
Carl Craig,
The Music Machine,
Kayak,
Ponytail,
Neil Young,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
The Barracudas,
Maleditus Sound,
Pussy Galore,
Moby Grape,
Stetsasonic,
Minor Threat,
Kas Product,
Country Teasers,
MDC,
Charles Mingus,
Judy Mowatt,
Brand Nubian,
Newcleus,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.