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 Cambodia and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Saccharine Trust to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
Bronski Beat,
Gang Green,
The Music Machine,
The Searchers,
Siglo XX,
Royal Trux,
Moss Icon,
Slick Rick,
Lalann,
Brothers Johnson,
Aural Exciters,
Pantytec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gong,
Heaven 17,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Tremeloes,
Icehouse,
kango's stein massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stereo Dub,
Ten City,
Cybotron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cramps,
The Gap Band,
Sun City Girls,
Subhumans,
Darondo,
Black Moon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Sneak,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shoche,
Avey Tare,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
UT,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
Anakelly,
The Stooges,
The Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Suicide,
Pussy Galore,
Quantec,
Derrick May,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Inner City,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.