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 Barbados and from London.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 PIL to the grunge 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mark Hollis,
Marc Almond,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scion,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Sun City Girls,
Moby Grape,
June of 44,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Procol Harum,
Radio Birdman,
The Trojans,
The New Christs,
Rod Modell,
Jeff Mills,
K-Klass,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Reagan Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marine Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
Heaven 17,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Standells,
Bill Wells,
Loose Ends,
The Gladiators,
Nas,
Colin Newman,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Babytalk,
The Fuzztones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Michelle Simonal,
Goldenarms,
The American Breed,
Sugar Minott,
Cecil Taylor,
Agent Orange,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dead C,
Bobby Hutcherson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
David McCallum,
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.