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 Korea South and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David McCallum,
Ultravox,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gories,
Bobby Byrd,
Urselle,
The Gladiators,
Technova,
The Moody Blues,
Glenn Branca,
The Remains,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Motorama,
The Skatalites,
Joe Finger,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Happenings,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Pus,
Whodini,
Main Source,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
Grey Daturas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camouflage,
Soul II Soul,
Barbara Tucker,
Drexciya,
Roger Hodgson,
John Lydon,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Don Cherry,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Hood,
R.M.O.,
LL Cool J,
Eve St. Jones,
Ohio Players,
Masters at Work,
Slick Rick,
Jerry's Kids,
Smog,
Mo-Dettes,
Joyce Sims,
Donny Hathaway,
Quantec,
Howard Jones,
Delta 5,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.