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 Comoros and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 The Gap Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Lynne,
Lucky Dragons,
The Smoke,
Dead Boys,
John Lydon,
Bauhaus,
The Standells,
The Seeds,
Dave Gahan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anakelly,
Cybotron,
PIL,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
One Last Wish,
Unwound,
the Bar-Kays,
Colin Newman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronan,
Barry Ungar,
Roger Hodgson,
Hashim,
The Fuzztones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quando Quango,
Slick Rick,
Stiv Bators,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dawn Penn,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zapp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
Kenny Larkin,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Green,
Rekid,
Gong,
H. Thieme,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Angels of Light,
Pole,
Joe Smooth,
Altered Images,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
U.S. Maple,
The Slackers,
Radiohead,
Lower 48,
Thee Headcoats,
10cc,
Donald Byrd,
Heaven 17,
48th St. Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.