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 South Africa and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Ronan to the funk 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television Personalities,
Main Source,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Cybotron,
U.S. Maple,
Delta 5,
The Beau Brummels,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Hill,
Blossom Toes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Swans,
Lungfish,
Niagra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalann,
Neil Young,
Eric Copeland,
Bang On A Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Television,
Bootsy Collins,
Livin' Joy,
Aswad,
Whodini,
Radio Birdman,
David McCallum,
Quantec,
Jeff Lynne,
Moss Icon,
Hashim,
Q and Not U,
The Standells,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
Masters at Work,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Vogues,
Albert Ayler,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang Green,
Das Ding,
Gang of Four,
Anthony Braxton,
Slick Rick,
Adolescents,
Ohio Players,
Pole,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Man Parrish,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.