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 East Timor and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 ABC to the disco 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Motions,
The Golliwogs,
Niagra,
Minor Threat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eden Ahbez,
The Young Rascals,
Sandy B,
Roxy Music,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Patti Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Little Man,
The Angels of Light,
X-102,
Public Enemy,
Wasted Youth,
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan,
T. Rex,
The Happenings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kenny Larkin,
The Last Poets,
The Cramps,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Sneak,
The Misunderstood,
Carl Craig,
Rekid,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Darondo,
Chris & Cosey,
Buzzcocks,
Ken Boothe,
Glenn Branca,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Hood,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
Cameo,
The Leaves,
The Sonics,
Eli Mardock,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bronski Beat,
Eddi Front,
New Order,
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.