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 Norway and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 A Certain Ratio to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Nas,
Bronski Beat,
Los Fastidios,
The Leaves,
The Litter,
L. Decosne,
The Vogues,
Moebius,
London Community Gospel Choir,
JFA,
Bobby Sherman,
Freddie Wadling,
Harpers Bizarre,
Josef K,
The Techniques,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Ituana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Negative Approach,
Von Mondo,
The Toasters,
This Heat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Silicon Teens,
Malaria!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eli Mardock,
John Lydon,
Darondo,
Sex Pistols,
Dawn Penn,
Soul II Soul,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Buckinghams,
Hot Snakes,
Bad Manners,
Massinfluence,
Kas Product,
The Cure,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blancmange,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Stockholm Monsters,
Severed Heads,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
The Selecter,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
R.M.O.,
The Moody Blues,
Wire,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hoover,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.