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 Jordan and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mary Jane Girls to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Derrick May,
Scratch Acid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Max Romeo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Blossom Toes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
Infiniti,
Anakelly,
Henry Cow,
The Blackbyrds,
Blake Baxter,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers,
The Mummies,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
The Count Five,
Aural Exciters,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Judy Mowatt,
Brand Nubian,
The Fuzztones,
Scrapy,
Ronan,
Rotary Connection,
Danielle Patucci,
Sonny Sharrock,
Susan Cadogan,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barrington Levy,
Zero Boys,
The Smiths,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Human League,
Motorama,
Sällskapet,
Metal Thangz,
Au Pairs,
The Golliwogs,
Oblivians,
Brass Construction,
Kaleidoscope,
Quantec,
Tim Buckley,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.