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 Czech Republic and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 the Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
The Associates,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James White and The Blacks,
Delta 5,
Joey Negro,
Hardrive,
Patti Smith,
the Sonics,
X-102,
Alice Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lungfish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brick,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barbara Tucker,
Hot Snakes,
The Index,
Ultravox,
Sight & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June Days,
X-Ray Spex,
Basic Channel,
Tom Boy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Das Ding,
DJ Style,
CMW,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
Howard Jones,
The Raincoats,
kango's stein massive,
The J.B.'s,
The Wake,
The Slackers,
Glenn Branca,
Jacques Brel,
Lyres,
Robert Hood,
Shuggie Otis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tubeway Army,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
Wasted Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Selecter,
Trumans Water,
Audionom,
Skarface,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Byrd,
Freddie Wadling,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.