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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pet Shop Boys to the jazz 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Henry Cow,
Ultra Naté,
The Zeros,
Ralphi Rosario,
Whodini,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Schoolly D,
Fat Boys,
Bill Near,
Make Up,
The Angels of Light,
The Cramps,
X-101,
Pierre Henry,
The Toasters,
The J.B.'s,
Quantec,
Thee Headcoats,
Can,
The United States of America,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
World's Most,
Ice-T,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fall,
Fear,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric Dolphy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pagans,
The Human League,
Vladislav Delay,
Eli Mardock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Letta Mbulu,
Duran Duran,
The Gladiators,
Bad Manners,
Harmonia,
The Beau Brummels,
Hardrive,
These Immortal Souls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
Wally Richardson,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.