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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Derrick May to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
Dawn Penn,
Peter and Kerry,
La Düsseldorf,
Can,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fat Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Piero Umiliani,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Monolake,
Simply Red,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fugs,
10cc,
The Shadows of Knight,
Schoolly D,
Radiohead,
Deepchord,
Avey Tare,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Underground Resistance,
Joensuu 1685,
Accadde A,
The Five Americans,
Thee Headcoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
H. Thieme,
Neu!,
John Holt,
The Cowsills,
Quantec,
The Human League,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oblivians,
Grauzone,
Zapp,
One Last Wish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reagan Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Bananas,
Leonard Cohen,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
John Foxx,
Severed Heads,
T.S.O.L.,
Essential Logic,
Malaria!,
Ultra Naté,
Supertramp,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.