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 Pakistan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Tom Boy,
Chris & Cosey,
Rufus Thomas,
Ten City,
Trumans Water,
Silicon Teens,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
Crash Course in Science,
Ken Boothe,
Television,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gun Club,
Stetsasonic,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barrington Levy,
Pantytec,
June of 44,
Sister Nancy,
PIL,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
48th St. Collective,
Skriet,
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
The Cramps,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barbara Tucker,
Adolescents,
The Litter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mummies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Patti Smith,
The Move,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Little Man,
JFA,
The Walker Brothers,
John Lydon,
EPMD,
K-Klass,
X-102,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The J.B.'s,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rosa Yemen,
Interpol,
ABBA,
Toni Rubio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joey Negro,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.