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 United States and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 Flash Fearless to the dance 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
The Residents,
Mantronix,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Mission of Burma,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Christie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gories,
Matthew Halsall,
Inner City,
Lalann,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lyres,
Excepter,
Howard Jones,
The Pop Group,
Spoonie Gee,
The Knickerbockers,
Ronan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Wake,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Monks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doors,
Piero Umiliani,
Yusef Lateef,
The Real Kids,
The Gladiators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Arthur Verocai,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
Yaz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Rundgren,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The New Christs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funkadelic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Procol Harum,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
Quadrant,
Stereo Dub,
World's Most,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.