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 Vanuatu and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Monolake to the jazz 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skarface,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bad Manners,
the Soft Cell,
Lyres,
Adolescents,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Halsall,
Tears for Fears,
Toni Rubio,
AZ,
Sugar Minott,
Max Romeo,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Q65,
The Names,
Stiv Bators,
Motorama,
Tubeway Army,
Crime,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
Pantaleimon,
New Order,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cowsills,
The Gories,
Agent Orange,
The Trojans,
The Associates,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
B.T. Express,
Grey Daturas,
Khruangbin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Judy Mowatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Parry Music,
Lakeside,
The Evens,
Spandau Ballet,
Fugazi,
D'Angelo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang of Four,
Outsiders,
The Residents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
ABBA,
Carl Craig,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Technova,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.