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 Norway and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet 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 Eric B and Rakim to the disco 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Pylon,
Fear,
Gang of Four,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Audionom,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeff Lynne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
OOIOO,
Das Ding,
Marshall Jefferson,
UT,
Black Moon,
Goldenarms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Spandau Ballet,
The Saints,
Duran Duran,
Gichy Dan,
Deadbeat,
The Gap Band,
Joey Negro,
Rosa Yemen,
Smog,
The Remains,
Gang Green,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Unrelated Segments,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Womack,
Barrington Levy,
The Divine Comedy,
Vladislav Delay,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slave,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aaron Thompson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boredoms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Quando Quango,
The Electric Prunes,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
Rekid,
Bill Near,
The Golliwogs,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.