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 Suriname and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Cluster to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Heaven 17,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maurizio,
Metal Thangz,
The Golliwogs,
Saccharine Trust,
Piero Umiliani,
Lee Hazlewood,
Deakin,
Cameo,
Panda Bear,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
The Walker Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül II,
Moss Icon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
The Gap Band,
Black Bananas,
Sam Rivers,
Eli Mardock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Searchers,
Bootsy Collins,
Matthew Bourne,
Swans,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers,
Bauhaus,
Sällskapet,
The American Breed,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Underground Resistance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
The Music Machine,
Faraquet,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-102,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Dolphy,
Spoonie Gee,
The Move,
T.S.O.L.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Y Pants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Sonic Youth,
John Lydon,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.