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 Lesotho and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Heaven 17 to the grunge 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
The Count Five,
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
Pantytec,
Electric Prunes,
Lakeside,
Metal Thangz,
Cal Tjader,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
Khruangbin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fela Kuti,
Malaria!,
Derrick Morgan,
The Motions,
Barrington Levy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Prince Buster,
Barclay James Harvest,
Subhumans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amazonics,
Robert Hood,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cure,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Robert Wyatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
K-Klass,
The Martian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camberwell Now,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Colin Newman,
Maleditus Sound,
Sixth Finger,
MDC,
A Certain Ratio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eric Dolphy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
Ultra Naté,
Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Brass Construction,
Skriet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.