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 Venezuela and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Livin' Joy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mission of Burma,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lightning Bolt,
Max Romeo,
Barry Ungar,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deepchord,
Cymande,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
Flipper,
Agitation Free,
Steve Hackett,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Sheep,
Moby Grape,
Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
The Skatalites,
The Cowsills,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unwound,
Chris & Cosey,
New Age Steppers,
Nas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Hill,
Supertramp,
Mantronix,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Warsaw,
Aswad,
The Leaves,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fat Boys,
Quantec,
Fluxion,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smoke,
Das Ding,
Trumans Water,
Kaleidoscope,
The United States of America,
Erykah Badu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
FM Einheit,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nirvana,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Wells,
The Five Americans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.