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 Montenegro and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Skriet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Clear Light,
James White and The Blacks,
Blossom Toes,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thompson Twins,
Babytalk,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hoover,
The Neon Judgement,
Amon Düül,
Lalo Schifrin,
Accadde A,
Interpol,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
Laurel Aitken,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
U.S. Maple,
The Residents,
Pet Shop Boys,
Icehouse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kaleidoscope,
Mars,
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
Cameo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Selecter,
The Names,
Moss Icon,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blues Magoos,
Jerry's Kids,
Rakim,
Scratch Acid,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bronski Beat,
Nirvana,
Jandek,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aswad,
Chrome,
Agent Orange,
Henry Cow,
Von Mondo,
The Stooges,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Görl,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiopuhelimet,
Oneida,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.