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 Solomon Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Ludus to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
Liliput,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
Arcadia,
The Busters,
Barrington Levy,
Boredoms,
Q65,
Chrome,
The Birthday Party,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Christie,
Rapeman,
Qualms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Star Department,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ludus,
Leonard Cohen,
Vainqueur,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reuben Wilson,
Reagan Youth,
Skriet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gong,
Derrick Morgan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
Cymande,
Spoonie Gee,
The Techniques,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fort Wilson Riot,
D'Angelo,
DJ Style,
Graham Central Station,
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Saccharine Trust,
The Smiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Lydon,
Scientists,
Dark Day,
Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sparks,
The Beau Brummels,
Iggy Pop,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Durutti Column,
The Kinks,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.