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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Judy Mowatt to the crunk 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Procol Harum,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Lucky Dragons,
Deadbeat,
Surgeon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Green,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scratch Acid,
The J.B.'s,
Sister Nancy,
Silicon Teens,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hot Snakes,
Eli Mardock,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Christie,
Jeru the Damaja,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pop Group,
Slick Rick,
Scientists,
The Slits,
48th St. Collective,
The Alarm Clocks,
Little Man,
John Foxx,
New Age Steppers,
Index,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wasted Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
a-ha,
The Martian,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
The Music Machine,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
Mission of Burma,
Skarface,
CMW,
Delta 5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Bananas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
Animal Collective,
Saccharine Trust,
Howard Jones,
Brothers Johnson,
Jandek,
Model 500,
Popol Vuh,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.