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 Taiwan and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radio Birdman to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Buckinghams,
Idris Muhammad,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rapeman,
Minnie Riperton,
Eve St. Jones,
Joey Negro,
Porter Ricks,
The Kinks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bluetip,
Fluxion,
Shoche,
Scratch Acid,
Cheater Slicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blake Baxter,
Scientists,
Moebius,
The Young Rascals,
The Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
a-ha,
Country Teasers,
Gang of Four,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
Tommy Roe,
Lower 48,
Electric Prunes,
John Coltrane,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Make Up,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lungfish,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drexciya,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
Eric Copeland,
The Busters,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick Morgan,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
Barbara Tucker,
The Barracudas,
Camouflage,
The Pretty Things,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.