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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Gang Gang Dance to the punk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sight & Sound,
June Days,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tim Buckley,
Fatback Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Hood,
Pantytec,
The Happenings,
H. Thieme,
Ten City,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalann,
Model 500,
Fat Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Gichy Dan,
China Crisis,
Boredoms,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hoover,
Scratch Acid,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
Trumans Water,
Gong,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minor Threat,
David Axelrod,
Newcleus,
Magazine,
Negative Approach,
the Human League,
Don Cherry,
Loose Ends,
Interpol,
The Moleskins,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Niagra,
Junior Murvin,
The Velvet Underground,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.