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 Iraq and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Absolute Body Control to the grime 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Monochrome Set,
Infiniti,
Lyres,
Hardrive,
Blake Baxter,
Nils Olav,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
Main Source,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tears for Fears,
Ituana,
The J.B.'s,
The Fall,
Joe Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
JFA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gories,
AZ,
Josef K,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fuzztones,
Oblivians,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Zero Boys,
Dead Boys,
The Techniques,
Metal Thangz,
Wire,
T.S.O.L.,
Accadde A,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boredoms,
Donald Byrd,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bang On A Can,
Y Pants,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
The Toasters,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
Newcleus,
Magma,
Nas,
Babytalk,
Steve Hackett,
The Vogues,
The Move,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.