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 Yemen and from Mexico City.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes 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 The Evens to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
Yusef Lateef,
Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
Tommy Roe,
Don Cherry,
Soulsonic Force,
New Order,
Black Pus,
Chrome,
The Standells,
Fear,
L. Decosne,
Bronski Beat,
Cal Tjader,
Lightning Bolt,
Public Enemy,
Althea and Donna,
Tropical Tobacco,
U.S. Maple,
Moebius,
John Lydon,
Unwound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The American Breed,
PIL,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crime,
Max Romeo,
Funkadelic,
Scan 7,
Gabor Szabo,
The Divine Comedy,
Harmonia,
Hashim,
Peter and Kerry,
Mo-Dettes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Knickerbockers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Delta 5,
The Sonics,
Lalann,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Absolute Body Control,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ituana,
Wally Richardson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
The Slackers,
Thompson Twins,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.