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 Algeria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Colin Newman to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Cluster,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nas,
Chrome,
Max Romeo,
Graham Central Station,
Blake Baxter,
Eve St. Jones,
Basic Channel,
Adolescents,
Mantronix,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Skatalites,
Reagan Youth,
Pulsallama,
James White and The Blacks,
Intrusion,
Slick Rick,
CMW,
Young Marble Giants,
Joe Smooth,
Rod Modell,
Audionom,
Man Parrish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chris Corsano,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Toni Rubio,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Howard Jones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiohead,
New Order,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sandy B,
Robert Görl,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
R.M.O.,
Soul II Soul,
The Count Five,
Ohio Players,
Marmalade,
The Birthday Party,
Echospace,
Lower 48,
MDC,
Terrestrial Tones,
Charles Mingus,
Guru Guru,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rotary Connection,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.