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 Iceland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Clear Light to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Whodini,
Jeff Lynne,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
Unwound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Das Ding,
Suicide,
The Fall,
Livin' Joy,
Deakin,
The Cowsills,
Graham Central Station,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fugs,
UT,
Soulsonic Force,
The United States of America,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
Ossler,
Flipper,
Camberwell Now,
Minutemen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Absolute Body Control,
Rosa Yemen,
Lightning Bolt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Smog,
The Selecter,
Scion,
Mary Jane Girls,
KRS-One,
Tim Buckley,
In Retrospect,
cv313,
Sex Pistols,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Black Moon,
The Mojo Men,
Minny Pops,
Davy DMX,
Toni Rubio,
James White and The Blacks,
Ken Boothe,
Nation of Ulysses,
B.T. Express,
Television,
Prince Buster,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.