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 Turkmenistan and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The J.B.'s to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
the Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gichy Dan,
DJ Style,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Grass Roots,
Y Pants,
Blancmange,
Lightning Bolt,
Unrelated Segments,
Max Romeo,
Stiv Bators,
Jeff Mills,
The Searchers,
Joe Smooth,
The Knickerbockers,
China Crisis,
The Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maurizio,
Ronnie Foster,
Banda Bassotti,
Bill Near,
Ten City,
Flamin' Groovies,
Don Cherry,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Stetsasonic,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
La Düsseldorf,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Desert Stars,
Minor Threat,
Donald Byrd,
Masters at Work,
The Slits,
Metal Thangz,
the Human League,
The Alarm Clocks,
Visage,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
A Certain Ratio,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Little Man,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
The Names,
Von Mondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.