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 Andorra and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jacques Brel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Archie Shepp,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eddi Front,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Cell,
Half Japanese,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kayak,
The Fuzztones,
The Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Thee Headcoats,
Spandau Ballet,
Pet Shop Boys,
D'Angelo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Seeds,
Technova,
Boredoms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Japan,
Stiv Bators,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Althea and Donna,
Lou Christie,
Funkadelic,
Sister Nancy,
Magma,
Hashim,
The Stooges,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Yusef Lateef,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cal Tjader,
PIL,
Alton Ellis,
Iggy Pop,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marine Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Sonny Sharrock,
Blossom Toes,
Ten City,
Danielle Patucci,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The United States of America,
The Cowsills,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Misunderstood,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.