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 Sierra Leone and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Livin' Joy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
The Seeds,
Wire,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Hill,
Arthur Verocai,
The Zeros,
Neil Young,
The Victims,
PIL,
The Gories,
Warsaw,
the Human League,
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
LL Cool J,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gap Band,
One Last Wish,
Lakeside,
The Walker Brothers,
Lyres,
Essential Logic,
Hashim,
Pole,
The United States of America,
Dorothy Ashby,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Radio Birdman,
The J.B.'s,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arcadia,
Alphaville,
Brass Construction,
Fela Kuti,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Skaos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Minnie Riperton,
Heaven 17,
Liliput,
The Mojo Men,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cybotron,
David Axelrod,
The Selecter,
Sonic Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slave,
La Düsseldorf,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.