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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Japan to the funk 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Johnny Clarke,
Prince Buster,
Scion,
Depeche Mode,
Scrapy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Banda Bassotti,
10cc,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Juan Atkins,
The Real Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Sun Ra,
Boz Scaggs,
Skarface,
John Lydon,
Los Fastidios,
Rites of Spring,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man,
Eddi Front,
Gregory Isaacs,
Urselle,
Swell Maps,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dead C,
OOIOO,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
Rakim,
The Dirtbombs,
Magma,
The Misunderstood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joey Negro,
The Slackers,
Soul II Soul,
Letta Mbulu,
Public Enemy,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Red Krayola,
Essential Logic,
Mo-Dettes,
Brick,
Khruangbin,
The Walker Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Alison Limerick,
Inner City,
Stetsasonic,
Nas,
Wasted Youth,
Fela Kuti,
World's Most,
Sparks,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.