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 Portugal and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Cybotron to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boz Scaggs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Livin' Joy,
Fat Boys,
Black Bananas,
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Raincoats,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Gang Starr,
Ice-T,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic,
Marvin Gaye,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
EPMD,
Liliput,
Hoover,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Metal Thangz,
John Holt,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Brass Construction,
Arthur Verocai,
Kaleidoscope,
Smog,
The Durutti Column,
Toni Rubio,
The Offenders,
The Walker Brothers,
The Selecter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Derrick May,
F. McDonald,
Deadbeat,
Pylon,
Bobby Sherman,
Adolescents,
Judy Mowatt,
Animal Collective,
The Sound,
Ultravox,
Joyce Sims,
Qualms,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.