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 Oman and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar 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 Subhumans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Vogues,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Görl,
the Soft Cell,
The Smiths,
Inner City,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sex Pistols,
48th St. Collective,
Darondo,
Stetsasonic,
kango's stein massive,
Minor Threat,
Blossom Toes,
Nirvana,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Terry Callier,
Sight & Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fluxion,
Nils Olav,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scientists,
PIL,
Yaz,
Subhumans,
Soft Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roxy Music,
Bootsy Collins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Faraquet,
Make Up,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Moon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Basic Channel,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Prince Buster,
Marine Girls,
Fatback Band,
Television Personalities,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gun Club,
UT,
Altered Images,
David Axelrod,
Blancmange,
JFA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.