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 Luxembourg and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soft Cell to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Pet Shop Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dead C,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Moleskins,
Fela Kuti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DNA,
Fugazi,
Unrelated Segments,
Swell Maps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Silicon Teens,
Monolake,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
Quadrant,
KRS-One,
The Gun Club,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
Inner City,
Rotary Connection,
Magazine,
Hashim,
The Slackers,
Joe Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Searchers,
Television Personalities,
The United States of America,
The Red Krayola,
Duran Duran,
Gang Starr,
Eurythmics,
Harmonia,
Television,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Almond,
Drive Like Jehu,
Symarip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gladiators,
Minutemen,
Marvin Gaye,
Massinfluence,
Black Sheep,
Ken Boothe,
The Zeros,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
EPMD,
Soft Machine,
Robert Hood,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
The Doors,
Roger Hodgson,
Yazoo,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Saints,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.