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 Benin and from New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Black Pus to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes 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 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Saints,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lucky Dragons,
Pulsallama,
Warren Ellis,
Goldenarms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mojo Men,
Pere Ubu,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Peter and Kerry,
Quadrant,
Moebius,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Barracudas,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Prunes,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Henry Cow,
The Raincoats,
the Normal,
Excepter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Amon Düül II,
Matthew Bourne,
T. Rex,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Teasers,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Matthew Halsall,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Altered Images,
Oneida,
Maurizio,
Intrusion,
The Angels of Light,
Wally Richardson,
The Five Americans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pantytec,
Television Personalities,
Second Layer,
JFA,
Eric Dolphy,
Zero Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.