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 Suriname and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David McCallum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Basic Channel,
The Invisible,
Qualms,
Fatback Band,
The Skatalites,
LL Cool J,
The Music Machine,
Pylon,
Y Pants,
The Wake,
The Offenders,
Prince Buster,
Japan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Althea and Donna,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jeru the Damaja,
U.S. Maple,
Fugazi,
Soft Machine,
Morten Harket,
Ice-T,
Maleditus Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boredoms,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
John Lydon,
Warren Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Cybotron,
Blake Baxter,
H. Thieme,
Bill Near,
The Misunderstood,
New Age Steppers,
Masters at Work,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Halsall,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bad Manners,
Susan Cadogan,
Thompson Twins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Darondo,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Zero Boys,
Monks,
the Germs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Five Americans,
Lou Christie,
Pagans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.