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 Albania 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grime 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Victims,
Shuggie Otis,
the Soft Cell,
Symarip,
Kayak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DNA,
World's Most,
Ken Boothe,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes,
Ossler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Suicide,
Ralphi Rosario,
Youth Brigade,
Porter Ricks,
The Leaves,
Prince Buster,
Eve St. Jones,
Clear Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gong,
The Techniques,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultravox,
Ronan,
Pussy Galore,
Darondo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suburban Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Silicon Teens,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Metal Thangz,
PIL,
Wally Richardson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June of 44,
Rakim,
Visage,
La Düsseldorf,
Yaz,
The Doors,
Camberwell Now,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.