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 Colombia and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 K-Klass to the rock 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Cheater Slicks,
Terry Callier,
Sun Ra,
Slick Rick,
UT,
The Skatalites,
Isaac Hayes,
The Angels of Light,
Magma,
Bobby Byrd,
Pere Ubu,
Q and Not U,
Cecil Taylor,
Animal Collective,
The Invisible,
Juan Atkins,
Model 500,
Erasure,
Theoretical Girls,
The Zeros,
Susan Cadogan,
CMW,
Robert Wyatt,
Cymande,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cybotron,
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
The New Christs,
Banda Bassotti,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moebius,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fugazi,
Carl Craig,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Association,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fatback Band,
The Golliwogs,
Nils Olav,
Royal Trux,
Scion,
The Offenders,
Make Up,
The Gories,
The Last Poets,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wings,
Wire,
LL Cool J,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Soft Cell,
Main Source,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.