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 Jamaica and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Josef K to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Basic Channel,
Deepchord,
Q and Not U,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Soft Cell,
Chrome,
Robert Wyatt,
Alton Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Matthew Halsall,
Al Stewart,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris Corsano,
Sandy B,
Hardrive,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aloha Tigers,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Bananas,
Rod Modell,
Peter and Kerry,
The Litter,
These Immortal Souls,
Ornette Coleman,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Prunes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brass Construction,
Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Christie,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bush Tetras,
Cymande,
Byron Stingily,
Brand Nubian,
Icehouse,
Soul II Soul,
Brick,
DNA,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Second Layer,
Gang Green,
Duran Duran,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
LL Cool J,
Fad Gadget,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
The Trojans,
The New Christs,
Accadde A,
The Star Department,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.