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 Kiribati and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Dual Sessions to the rock 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Wells,
Zero Boys,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mo-Dettes,
Oblivians,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker,
Scion,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eve St. Jones,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television,
Y Pants,
Ronnie Foster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joy Division,
The Moleskins,
Susan Cadogan,
Brand Nubian,
Eli Mardock,
K-Klass,
Minutemen,
Tom Boy,
Q65,
The Zeros,
Gang of Four,
Young Marble Giants,
The Count Five,
Wings,
The Names,
Bush Tetras,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lyres,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fire Engines,
Eric B and Rakim,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fluxion,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
The Remains,
Gerry Rafferty,
Main Source,
a-ha,
David McCallum,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.