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 Marshall Islands and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ornette Coleman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dennis Brown,
Deepchord,
CMW,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Black Dice,
Morten Harket,
Soft Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moleskins,
Ornette Coleman,
Rod Modell,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Flag,
Franke,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June Days,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chrome,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dead Boys,
Radio Birdman,
Clear Light,
Average White Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Intrusion,
MC5,
Neil Young,
Nas,
Warsaw,
Smog,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
The Five Americans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Howard Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
Lalann,
Darondo,
Soulsonic Force,
Qualms,
The Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mark Hollis,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.