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 Brazil and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro 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 Gichy Dan to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
Pussy Galore,
Sun Ra,
Avey Tare,
10cc,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Human League,
Technova,
The Red Krayola,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MDC,
Bronski Beat,
The Moody Blues,
Darondo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nas,
Pere Ubu,
Neil Young,
Cybotron,
Lower 48,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Negative Approach,
The Blues Magoos,
David Bowie,
The Motions,
OOIOO,
Tom Boy,
The Techniques,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quantec,
ABC,
Organ,
Cecil Taylor,
Joe Finger,
L. Decosne,
Howard Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Section 25,
Susan Cadogan,
the Slits,
the Normal,
The Names,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.