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 Liechtenstein and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Nirvana to the grime 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Index,
Underground Resistance,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronnie Foster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alice Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul II Soul,
Moby Grape,
Lalann,
Magma,
The Birthday Party,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vainqueur,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The J.B.'s,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Foxx,
E-Dancer,
T. Rex,
Man Parrish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Tommy Roe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sixth Finger,
Black Bananas,
The United States of America,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Star Department,
Metal Thangz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blossom Toes,
Pagans,
Ludus,
Bill Near,
Franke,
Fela Kuti,
Cybotron,
Roxy Music,
Ponytail,
Eddi Front,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Enemy,
Charles Mingus,
Patti Smith,
Arcadia,
10cc,
Bob Dylan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.