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 Macedonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ 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 Rosa Yemen to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Newcleus,
Kurtis Blow,
Brick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rites of Spring,
DNA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
Gang of Four,
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
the Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Electric Prunes,
Crime,
Qualms,
Siglo XX,
The Busters,
A Certain Ratio,
The Slits,
Accadde A,
T.S.O.L.,
Bauhaus,
The Real Kids,
Carl Craig,
the Association,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
Wasted Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Offenders,
Youth Brigade,
John Foxx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pet Shop Boys,
B.T. Express,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jawbox,
The Searchers,
Minor Threat,
Gang Starr,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Lightning Bolt,
The Litter,
The Red Krayola,
Arab on Radar,
Vladislav Delay,
H. Thieme,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joensuu 1685,
New Order,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mojo Men,
Kayak,
James White and The Blacks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.