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 Ukraine and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lower 48 to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deakin,
Goldenarms,
Joe Smooth,
Saccharine Trust,
Chris & Cosey,
Lower 48,
Minutemen,
Sixth Finger,
The Alarm Clocks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nik Kershaw,
John Foxx,
E-Dancer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Electric Prunes,
Neu!,
Terry Callier,
Banda Bassotti,
Stiv Bators,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fugs,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vainqueur,
Cecil Taylor,
MC5,
The Move,
Freddie Wadling,
Quando Quango,
Ten City,
Lungfish,
Steve Hackett,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Wells,
the Swans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cowsills,
John Holt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gladiators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Intrusion,
Essential Logic,
Roy Ayers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rosa Yemen,
Simply Red,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monolake,
X-Ray Spex,
Deadbeat,
Aural Exciters,
Stereo Dub,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.