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 Senegal and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Mantronix to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rekid,
Chrome,
Buzzcocks,
Rotary Connection,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
Electric Prunes,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cowsills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neu!,
Jacob Miller,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
Roger Hodgson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
Barbara Tucker,
The Count Five,
Black Moon,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pere Ubu,
Television,
Marc Almond,
The Names,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Camberwell Now,
This Heat,
The Stooges,
Reagan Youth,
New Order,
Black Sheep,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Neon Judgement,
Yaz,
Cymande,
Ten City,
the Slits,
Junior Murvin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Skatalites,
Siglo XX,
Nirvana,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Josef K,
Massinfluence,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Smoke,
Fugazi,
Pylon,
Tomorrow,
Pole,
James White and The Blacks,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.