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 Bahamas and from Seoul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 AZ to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Franke,
Sonic Youth,
The Modern Lovers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Zapp,
Steve Hackett,
The Pop Group,
Thee Headcoats,
Moby Grape,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
Henry Cow,
Dave Gahan,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
The Leaves,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Index,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cameo,
Audionom,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter,
John Holt,
Yusef Lateef,
The New Christs,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Saints,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Grass Roots,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Royal Trux,
kango's stein massive,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Hood,
Maleditus Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eli Mardock,
Sun City Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Invisible,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eurythmics,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick May,
Arthur Verocai,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.