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 Saudi Arabia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Todd Terry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Janne Schatter,
Roxy Music,
U.S. Maple,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Raincoats,
Desert Stars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
the Human League,
Television Personalities,
Silicon Teens,
Blake Baxter,
Fluxion,
The Victims,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
X-Ray Spex,
The Buckinghams,
The Kinks,
Little Man,
The Gun Club,
Piero Umiliani,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Human League,
Ultravox,
Gichy Dan,
Goldenarms,
Robert Wyatt,
Bob Dylan,
E-Dancer,
Kenny Larkin,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Cure,
The Evens,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
Sarah Menescal,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arthur Verocai,
Godley & Creme,
Freddie Wadling,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Copeland,
Gerry Rafferty,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.