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 Kosovo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 The Cure to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crooked Eye,
Symarip,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Stooges,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The J.B.'s,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Scientists,
Main Source,
Amazonics,
Wasted Youth,
Khruangbin,
Kurtis Blow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gabor Szabo,
Lungfish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mummies,
Suicide,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Pop Group,
Janne Schatter,
Franke,
Neil Young,
Subhumans,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
ABBA,
Faust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harry Pussy,
X-102,
Hoover,
The Monochrome Set,
Brothers Johnson,
Patti Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Kas Product,
Warren Ellis,
Technova,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Black Bananas,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Names,
The Cure,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
Aswad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.