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 Thailand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Outsiders to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Anakelly,
Symarip,
Stereo Dub,
Saccharine Trust,
Maleditus Sound,
Shoche,
Section 25,
The Beau Brummels,
Clear Light,
Peter and Kerry,
The Misunderstood,
KRS-One,
Beasts of Bourbon,
David Bowie,
Banda Bassotti,
The Techniques,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Smog,
Alison Limerick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lakeside,
Skarface,
Joy Division,
Reuben Wilson,
Scott Walker,
Newcleus,
Make Up,
Sister Nancy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dirtbombs,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Panda Bear,
Hasil Adkins,
Bauhaus,
Wolf Eyes,
Rod Modell,
New York Dolls,
Alice Coltrane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Davy DMX,
The Grass Roots,
The Music Machine,
UT,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Divine Comedy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Heaven 17,
Yellowson,
Essential Logic,
Black Bananas,
Siglo XX,
EPMD,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Toni Rubio,
The Birthday Party,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.