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 Zambia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Zero Boys to the grime 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Oneida,
Silicon Teens,
Average White Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Maleditus Sound,
Harry Pussy,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül II,
Sugar Minott,
Scion,
Freddie Wadling,
Little Man,
Derrick Morgan,
Radio Birdman,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Icehouse,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick May,
Nico,
Sixth Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
The Names,
The Moleskins,
Section 25,
The Raincoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood,
AZ,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
Hoover,
The Leaves,
The Angels of Light,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash,
Khruangbin,
UT,
Morten Harket,
The Cowsills,
Gang Starr,
Echospace,
The Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
Scrapy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonic Youth,
The Five Americans,
Michelle Simonal,
Pylon,
June Days,
Thompson Twins,
Subhumans,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.