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 Antigua and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
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 guitar 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 Newcleus to the jazz 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Sugar Minott,
Absolute Body Control,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick Morgan,
Eurythmics,
Hasil Adkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Order,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Quadrant,
The Barracudas,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Das Ding,
Grey Daturas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Sheep,
The Fall,
Scott Walker,
Mandrill,
A Certain Ratio,
Darondo,
The Searchers,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Loose Ends,
Drexciya,
Procol Harum,
Schoolly D,
Little Man,
This Heat,
Cybotron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Music Machine,
The Moody Blues,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mr. Review,
Marc Almond,
Public Enemy,
The Dirtbombs,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Terry,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
Monks,
Freddie Wadling,
Suburban Knight,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.