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 Brunei and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yazoo to the techno 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
Sonic Youth,
Agent Orange,
Tom Boy,
The Buckinghams,
R.M.O.,
The Count Five,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mummies,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brand Nubian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Adolescents,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Pus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Piero Umiliani,
the Sonics,
Aswad,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soulsonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Graham Central Station,
Severed Heads,
The Smiths,
Basic Channel,
Tubeway Army,
The Victims,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Green,
The Walker Brothers,
Charles Mingus,
Infiniti,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Slave,
Derrick Morgan,
Pole,
Arab on Radar,
Reuben Wilson,
Marmalade,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Trumans Water,
Procol Harum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Negative Approach,
Todd Terry,
Bootsy Collins,
Delta 5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Fraelich,
Aural Exciters,
The Modern Lovers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.