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 India and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Dave Gahan to the grime 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Jerry's Kids,
Wire,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Saints,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare,
Ice-T,
Harpers Bizarre,
Average White Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Intrusion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jesper Dahlback,
Crispy Ambulance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joey Negro,
Royal Trux,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
X-101,
Lungfish,
Mars,
The Alarm Clocks,
Donny Hathaway,
The Names,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gichy Dan,
Spandau Ballet,
The Smoke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Procol Harum,
Joe Smooth,
Agitation Free,
Marine Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Yaz,
Wasted Youth,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hasil Adkins,
Surgeon,
Black Flag,
Joensuu 1685,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool Moe Dee,
Country Teasers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hot Snakes,
Camberwell Now,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.