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 Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Japan to the punk 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Skriet,
The Stooges,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Model 500,
Monolake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
Sällskapet,
the Slits,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wasted Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
These Immortal Souls,
Heaven 17,
Eric Copeland,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultra Naté,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Knickerbockers,
Fad Gadget,
The New Christs,
CMW,
Letta Mbulu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick Morgan,
Al Stewart,
Delon & Dalcan,
Absolute Body Control,
Sarah Menescal,
Pierre Henry,
Black Pus,
Royal Trux,
Minnie Riperton,
K-Klass,
PIL,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ponytail,
Erasure,
Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
Swell Maps,
Colin Newman,
Swans,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.