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 Finland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Audionom to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Hot Snakes,
ABC,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mandrill,
Sight & Sound,
The Associates,
The Count Five,
Au Pairs,
Easy Going,
Gang of Four,
Tommy Roe,
The Divine Comedy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eden Ahbez,
Mars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Charles Mingus,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Franke,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Liliput,
Soft Cell,
the Association,
Bronski Beat,
Trumans Water,
Sister Nancy,
The Move,
Circle Jerks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Saints,
Minnie Riperton,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dennis Brown,
Echospace,
Zapp,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
The Knickerbockers,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Ossler,
The Zeros,
Wire,
Smog,
Stereo Dub,
Q65,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Junior Murvin,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.