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 Japan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
Spandau Ballet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pere Ubu,
Rod Modell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Smiths,
Oblivians,
Danielle Patucci,
Neu!,
Flipper,
Deadbeat,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
Rotary Connection,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
Scan 7,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Inner City,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Walker Brothers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
Talk Talk,
PIL,
New Order,
Radiohead,
Matthew Bourne,
Robert Hood,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
Rakim,
The Sound,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mantronix,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
JFA,
Erykah Badu,
The Names,
Boz Scaggs,
Clear Light,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Motions,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.