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 Korea North and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
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 oboe 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 Ken Boothe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Q and Not U,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Andrew Hill,
The Knickerbockers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
X-Ray Spex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Infiniti,
Television,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Urselle,
John Coltrane,
Kerri Chandler,
Guru Guru,
The United States of America,
X-101,
Soul Sonic Force,
UT,
Main Source,
Severed Heads,
Excepter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Quando Quango,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
K-Klass,
CMW,
Adolescents,
The Tremeloes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fela Kuti,
Marmalade,
The Wake,
Lou Reed,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maurizio,
10cc,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thee Headcoats,
The J.B.'s,
Barrington Levy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Max Romeo,
Harmonia,
Gichy Dan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABBA,
Ten City,
Marc Almond,
Wire,
John Lydon,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.