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 Brazil and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sixth Finger to the rap 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Reagan Youth,
Shoche,
Joe Finger,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare,
Bob Dylan,
The Blues Magoos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eyeless In Gaza,
10cc,
the Association,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Green,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Bauhaus,
Section 25,
Jacques Brel,
Rosa Yemen,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang of Four,
Blancmange,
Andrew Hill,
a-ha,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Au Pairs,
The Mojo Men,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kaleidoscope,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gap Band,
Urselle,
Youth Brigade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Average White Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Barracudas,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Angry Samoans,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
Parry Music,
OOIOO,
Mars,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Toni Rubio,
Aaron Thompson,
Danielle Patucci,
Interpol,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.