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 Yemen and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
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 linndrum 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dead C,
Dawn Penn,
Wings,
Colin Newman,
Patti Smith,
Scrapy,
Newcleus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers,
Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
Letta Mbulu,
Bill Near,
Babytalk,
Bronski Beat,
Massinfluence,
Japan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tommy Roe,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Young Rascals,
Tres Demented,
H. Thieme,
The Slackers,
Joy Division,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Flag,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quando Quango,
Joey Negro,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hashim,
Surgeon,
Yusef Lateef,
Desert Stars,
Faust,
Von Mondo,
Sam Rivers,
Peter & Gordon,
Arab on Radar,
The Happenings,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Offenders,
T.S.O.L.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Angry Samoans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.