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 Portugal and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the disco 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Pylon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani,
Joyce Sims,
Yusef Lateef,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
Joensuu 1685,
Kenny Larkin,
Supertramp,
The Buckinghams,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joy Division,
The Young Rascals,
Lakeside,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blackbyrds,
Cal Tjader,
Wire,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Golliwogs,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Last Poets,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cybotron,
Connie Case,
Barrington Levy,
Scion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Zapp,
Barbara Tucker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Outsiders,
In Retrospect,
Dead Boys,
Dennis Brown,
David Bowie,
Nico,
Stiv Bators,
The Star Department,
Y Pants,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Althea and Donna,
Reuben Wilson,
Sound Behaviour,
Prince Buster,
Byron Stingily,
The Gladiators,
Davy DMX,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flamin' Groovies,
Maurizio,
The Associates,
Radiohead,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.