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 Kenya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 10cc to the grunge 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
The Birthday Party,
Qualms,
The American Breed,
Saccharine Trust,
The Divine Comedy,
UT,
Metal Thangz,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
New Age Steppers,
Warren Ellis,
The Gap Band,
The Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
D'Angelo,
Mars,
Cameo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marc Almond,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crooked Eye,
Maurizio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Count Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Mills,
Grauzone,
Davy DMX,
Masters at Work,
Ohio Players,
The Cure,
Dennis Brown,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
Model 500,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker,
Rosa Yemen,
the Normal,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sound,
The Leaves,
Idris Muhammad,
Letta Mbulu,
Moby Grape,
The Fugs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Zero Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Soft Cell,
Deakin,
Scratch Acid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.