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 Tajikistan and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Leaves to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
UT,
Boz Scaggs,
Fluxion,
Man Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spoonie Gee,
Erykah Badu,
the Human League,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül,
Joe Finger,
The Fortunes,
Thompson Twins,
FM Einheit,
Japan,
Fugazi,
Duran Duran,
Dark Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anakelly,
Eric Copeland,
Barry Ungar,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blues Magoos,
MC5,
Ituana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Bar-Kays,
Interpol,
Fat Boys,
Oneida,
The Associates,
Sonic Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Wally Richardson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brothers Johnson,
Deepchord,
The Slits,
8 Eyed Spy,
Essential Logic,
MDC,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scratch Acid,
Gong,
Index,
The Sonics,
June of 44,
Black Sheep,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The J.B.'s,
Tears for Fears,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dawn Penn,
Quando Quango,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.