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 Pakistan and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Soul Sonic Force to the techno 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Suicide,
the Soft Cell,
Quadrant,
Whodini,
Amon Düül,
The Gap Band,
Amon Düül II,
The Electric Prunes,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Urselle,
the Normal,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
Slave,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tears for Fears,
Television Personalities,
The J.B.'s,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mr. Review,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
The Smoke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mojo Men,
PIL,
June Days,
Eddi Front,
Eurythmics,
Dead Boys,
Audionom,
The Gories,
Youth Brigade,
Public Enemy,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young,
Section 25,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Porter Ricks,
Mo-Dettes,
Tubeway Army,
Scrapy,
Jandek,
Symarip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantytec,
The Pop Group,
The Fire Engines,
The Techniques,
Drive Like Jehu,
Agent Orange,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dennis Brown,
Man Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Black Moon,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.