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 Kenya and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
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 arpeggiator 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 Cheater Slicks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
Reuben Wilson,
D'Angelo,
Black Sheep,
T. Rex,
Duran Duran,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
World's Most,
Severed Heads,
Zero Boys,
Underground Resistance,
Barbara Tucker,
Guru Guru,
The Fugs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Altered Images,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tears for Fears,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Khruangbin,
Soft Cell,
Bob Dylan,
Trumans Water,
Wire,
Nils Olav,
Dennis Brown,
Be Bop Deluxe,
B.T. Express,
Faraquet,
the Germs,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Howard Jones,
Crime,
Lungfish,
The Human League,
U.S. Maple,
Urselle,
Maurizio,
The Trojans,
Jerry's Kids,
The Remains,
The Motions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skarface,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.