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 Lesotho and from Toronto.
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 Madrid and Winnipeg.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Average White Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
The J.B.'s,
Zapp,
Gong,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brass Construction,
Funkadelic,
Rites of Spring,
Panda Bear,
Isaac Hayes,
Carl Craig,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moby Grape,
Tres Demented,
Ossler,
Country Teasers,
Half Japanese,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Mills,
Visage,
Joensuu 1685,
Royal Trux,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
R.M.O.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Martian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Index,
Glenn Branca,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
the Sonics,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Terry,
The Raincoats,
ABBA,
Cameo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Thee Headcoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unrelated Segments,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Bar-Kays,
The Residents,
Quantec,
The Blackbyrds,
Arab on Radar,
Kerri Chandler,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.