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 the UAE and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Reagan Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Anthony Braxton,
Nirvana,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sonics,
Camouflage,
Dave Gahan,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
The Index,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
ABBA,
Inner City,
Q65,
Barrington Levy,
Moss Icon,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
Harry Pussy,
Talk Talk,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Invisible,
The Knickerbockers,
the Germs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Heaven 17,
The Five Americans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sam Rivers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pussy Galore,
Little Man,
Bobby Womack,
Terry Callier,
Ituana,
Y Pants,
Mantronix,
Black Moon,
PIL,
Roxette,
K-Klass,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vladislav Delay,
Interpol,
The Birthday Party,
The Martian,
Jacques Brel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gong,
Idris Muhammad,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.