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 Cambodia 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Spandau Ballet to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Underground Resistance,
Sound Behaviour,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
Radio Birdman,
Brand Nubian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scientists,
K-Klass,
Pagans,
Brass Construction,
Supertramp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Minny Pops,
DJ Style,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
Sixth Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Womack,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
Radiohead,
kango's stein massive,
The Black Dice,
Todd Rundgren,
Siglo XX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
Suburban Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q and Not U,
Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
The Last Poets,
Loose Ends,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rakim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moebius,
In Retrospect,
Heaven 17,
The Kinks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grey Daturas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerri Chandler,
Ken Boothe,
The Evens,
Juan Atkins,
Pantytec,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Danielle Patucci,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.