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 Congo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Deakin,
Ronan,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
UT,
The Gladiators,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
U.S. Maple,
Dave Gahan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacques Brel,
Excepter,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
Quantec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mandrill,
Cal Tjader,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
Toni Rubio,
Davy DMX,
The Birthday Party,
Sandy B,
Pylon,
The Sound,
Silicon Teens,
Bad Manners,
The Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skaos,
James White and The Blacks,
Chris & Cosey,
Boogie Down Productions,
Howard Jones,
The United States of America,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
Hashim,
Wolf Eyes,
June of 44,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Circle Jerks,
Theoretical Girls,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
Ponytail,
Fela Kuti,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.