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 Armenia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hoover to the grime 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DNA,
John Foxx,
MC5,
The United States of America,
Althea and Donna,
Arcadia,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Grauzone,
The Smoke,
Agent Orange,
Godley & Creme,
The Associates,
Shoche,
Symarip,
The Grass Roots,
Archie Shepp,
Roger Hodgson,
Qualms,
Tom Boy,
Subhumans,
The Skatalites,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Slits,
The Count Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sex Pistols,
Derrick Morgan,
Slick Rick,
Aural Exciters,
Magma,
Television Personalities,
Minor Threat,
Piero Umiliani,
Deepchord,
John Coltrane,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Kerri Chandler,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacques Brel,
Country Teasers,
Howard Jones,
10cc,
The Victims,
The Doors,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare,
OOIOO,
Camouflage,
Swell Maps,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.