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 Indonesia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Bar-Kays,
Scientists,
Fear,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anakelly,
Albert Ayler,
MC5,
Crooked Eye,
The Mojo Men,
Lungfish,
Jacques Brel,
Can,
Brick,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
Terry Callier,
Roxette,
John Foxx,
Donald Byrd,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
Skriet,
Cameo,
Erykah Badu,
Erasure,
Supertramp,
Country Teasers,
T. Rex,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nico,
Kerri Chandler,
Eurythmics,
The Smiths,
Sight & Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deakin,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James White and The Blacks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
R.M.O.,
Amon Düül,
Angry Samoans,
Davy DMX,
Laurel Aitken,
Average White Band,
Qualms,
Prince Buster,
Electric Prunes,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.