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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 guitar 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 Echospace to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sam Rivers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slave,
Khruangbin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bang On A Can,
The Star Department,
Sixth Finger,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Erykah Badu,
Hashim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ossler,
The Alarm Clocks,
Circle Jerks,
Popol Vuh,
Soulsonic Force,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Red Krayola,
The Shadows of Knight,
Morten Harket,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
Essential Logic,
New York Dolls,
Joe Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Grey Daturas,
Godley & Creme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cal Tjader,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bizarre Inc.,
Piero Umiliani,
Sandy B,
Drexciya,
Quantec,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lyres,
Black Bananas,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agent Orange,
Main Source,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ponytail,
Stetsasonic,
Mars,
The Busters,
Gang Starr,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.