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 El Salvador 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ultimate Spinach to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Main Source,
Arab on Radar,
The Sonics,
The Evens,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Mo-Dettes,
Sandy B,
David McCallum,
Slave,
The Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Organ,
Brass Construction,
Theoretical Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Groovy Waters,
Rod Modell,
Nico,
B.T. Express,
Crash Course in Science,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Leaves,
Scion,
the Slits,
Eve St. Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quando Quango,
Rotary Connection,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ponytail,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yaz,
Blake Baxter,
Niagra,
Franke,
the Germs,
Mantronix,
Minny Pops,
The Associates,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cymande,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tears for Fears,
LL Cool J,
Schoolly D,
Vladislav Delay,
Henry Cow,
Brothers Johnson,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
James White and The Blacks,
Reagan Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.