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 Uganda and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 David Bowie to the crunk 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Neu!,
Ohio Players,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mandrill,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Radiohead,
China Crisis,
Jeff Lynne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moody Blues,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Adolescents,
Brand Nubian,
Fatback Band,
Robert Hood,
Black Flag,
Wasted Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül,
Janne Schatter,
The Knickerbockers,
Buzzcocks,
Maleditus Sound,
Sixth Finger,
Bob Dylan,
John Foxx,
X-Ray Spex,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young,
Monks,
Von Mondo,
Wire,
Morten Harket,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ludus,
The Raincoats,
Jacques Brel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pylon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Pretty Things,
the Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
The Litter,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
Moby Grape,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rakim,
Quantec,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.