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 Luxembourg and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Michael McDonald 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 Mary Jane Girls 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
U.S. Maple,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
The Misunderstood,
La Düsseldorf,
Roxette,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fela Kuti,
the Slits,
Ronan,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
CMW,
Cal Tjader,
Isaac Hayes,
10cc,
Neil Young,
The Real Kids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Public Enemy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scratch Acid,
Gichy Dan,
The Remains,
The Selecter,
Zapp,
Dennis Brown,
Saccharine Trust,
H. Thieme,
ABC,
Monolake,
Mo-Dettes,
Skarface,
Robert Görl,
Gang Gang Dance,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Cale,
Blancmange,
David McCallum,
Fugazi,
Bronski Beat,
These Immortal Souls,
The Neon Judgement,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Searchers,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Wyatt,
Au Pairs,
Reagan Youth,
Camouflage,
Dead Boys,
Groovy Waters,
MC5,
The Knickerbockers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skriet,
Donny Hathaway,
DNA,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.