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 Nepal and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Little Man,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Walker Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Model 500,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Technova,
Supertramp,
Fat Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Desert Stars,
Slave,
Dead Boys,
Kayak,
Mad Mike,
Cheater Slicks,
Scientists,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rod Modell,
Aloha Tigers,
June Days,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
Amon Düül,
Derrick May,
Vainqueur,
The Zeros,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dark Day,
Josef K,
Nirvana,
The Mummies,
Marmalade,
X-101,
Wolf Eyes,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
The Saints,
Jacques Brel,
Nils Olav,
Outsiders,
The Young Rascals,
Shuggie Otis,
Glenn Branca,
Los Fastidios,
ABC,
The Slackers,
D'Angelo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sound Behaviour,
X-Ray Spex,
Dawn Penn,
The United States of America,
The Tremeloes,
Royal Trux,
Kerri Chandler,
Mark Hollis,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.