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 Ethiopia and from Cairo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Rosa Yemen to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mo-Dettes,
Cal Tjader,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cramps,
Pantaleimon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alton Ellis,
Simply Red,
Niagra,
Liliput,
Quadrant,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Godley & Creme,
Dual Sessions,
Q and Not U,
Slick Rick,
The Blackbyrds,
10cc,
Johnny Clarke,
Con Funk Shun,
Nick Fraelich,
Blake Baxter,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Rundgren,
Ken Boothe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kevin Saunderson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fall,
Surgeon,
ABBA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Circle Jerks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
OOIOO,
Chrome,
Agent Orange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radio Birdman,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Howard Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
Alice Coltrane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sound Behaviour,
Section 25,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Görl,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Dead Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispian St. Peters,
CMW,
The Cowsills,
Jacob Miller,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.