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 Bahrain and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Schoolly D 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harmonia,
China Crisis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
Tres Demented,
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Steve Hackett,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ronan,
B.T. Express,
H. Thieme,
Don Cherry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
OOIOO,
Deepchord,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delta 5,
Skarface,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Womack,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visage,
Panda Bear,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Swell Maps,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gichy Dan,
Chrome,
Buzzcocks,
Roger Hodgson,
Amon Düül,
Sam Rivers,
Sister Nancy,
Jeff Lynne,
The Star Department,
Spoonie Gee,
Camberwell Now,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Lou Christie,
Funkadelic,
Harry Pussy,
The Gladiators,
the Slits,
Arthur Verocai,
Maleditus Sound,
The American Breed,
Eden Ahbez,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.