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 Solomon Islands and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
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 theremin 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 DJ Sneak to the electroclash 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flash Fearless,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül,
June of 44,
Fela Kuti,
Joe Finger,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mark Hollis,
Basic Channel,
Erykah Badu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sparks,
JFA,
Traffic Nightmare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Dark Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
The Fire Engines,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cal Tjader,
Ituana,
Eric Copeland,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roy Ayers,
Brick,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence,
Silicon Teens,
Barrington Levy,
Lalann,
Isaac Hayes,
The New Christs,
A Certain Ratio,
Severed Heads,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Stetsasonic,
Mandrill,
Sex Pistols,
Archie Shepp,
The Motions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Enemy,
Television,
Radio Birdman,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.