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 Bhutan and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Modern Lovers to the electroclash 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks 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?
Television,
Crime,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Osbourne,
Erykah Badu,
Ornette Coleman,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Dave Gahan,
Slave,
Tomorrow,
Erasure,
Joe Smooth,
Marmalade,
Sällskapet,
The Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mars,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pantytec,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cybotron,
DJ Sneak,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
kango's stein massive,
The Slackers,
Scion,
Jawbox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agitation Free,
a-ha,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Adolescents,
Stetsasonic,
Infiniti,
Whodini,
Negative Approach,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Magma,
Suicide,
Dawn Penn,
Nirvana,
Unwound,
Gang Green,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mr. Review,
Monolake,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.