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 Denmark and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxy Music,
Outsiders,
D'Angelo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Quantec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Negative Approach,
The Modern Lovers,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Franke,
Lou Christie,
Roxette,
Pussy Galore,
Cymande,
Zapp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hashim,
The Durutti Column,
R.M.O.,
Massinfluence,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Finger,
Nico,
The United States of America,
Juan Atkins,
Sixth Finger,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
JFA,
Audionom,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jerry's Kids,
Unwound,
ABC,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scratch Acid,
Kurtis Blow,
Scrapy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Sherman,
The Associates,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
X-101,
Aaron Thompson,
Surgeon,
Prince Buster,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.