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 Botswana and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 The Real Kids to the rock 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Clarke,
CMW,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cheater Slicks,
Quando Quango,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slave,
Visage,
Janne Schatter,
The Techniques,
the Association,
Bronski Beat,
Bluetip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
Ten City,
The Vogues,
Skriet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Moody Blues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sällskapet,
the Fania All-Stars,
New York Dolls,
The Saints,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Zeros,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Groovy Waters,
Wings,
The Names,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Metal Thangz,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tears for Fears,
Infiniti,
the Human League,
Kayak,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
Lalann,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Symarip,
Yellowson,
Dual Sessions,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.