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 Angola and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Yusef Lateef,
Quando Quango,
Little Man,
The Fire Engines,
The Black Dice,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
Animal Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Sneak,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Audionom,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sight & Sound,
Can,
Max Romeo,
Aaron Thompson,
Aloha Tigers,
Skarface,
Index,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
The Smiths,
Trumans Water,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Newcleus,
The Doors,
Boredoms,
The Zeros,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
H. Thieme,
Blossom Toes,
X-102,
World's Most,
Echospace,
The Stooges,
The Cowsills,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Sherman,
Metal Thangz,
Swell Maps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mantronix,
John Holt,
48th St. Collective,
Infiniti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Skriet,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pere Ubu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.