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 Bangladesh and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Camberwell Now to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Susan Cadogan,
Bill Wells,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
Duran Duran,
Talk Talk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Offenders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crash Course in Science,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Barracudas,
Marc Almond,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABBA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Parry Music,
Arthur Verocai,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flipper,
Banda Bassotti,
Josef K,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Byrd,
The Happenings,
Zero Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maleditus Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Little Man,
New Order,
Agent Orange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
F. McDonald,
The Birthday Party,
Rotary Connection,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Prince Buster,
Qualms,
Bauhaus,
Steve Hackett,
Lungfish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Vogues,
Derrick May,
Crispy Ambulance,
ABC,
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Simply Red,
Thee Headcoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.