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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Q65 to the electroclash 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Piero Umiliani,
Tommy Roe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unrelated Segments,
a-ha,
Guru Guru,
Aural Exciters,
Amazonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pagans,
John Cale,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun City Girls,
Lalann,
Sonic Youth,
John Foxx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Rosa Yemen,
Deakin,
These Immortal Souls,
Zapp,
John Holt,
Morten Harket,
Nirvana,
Rapeman,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brass Construction,
The Gories,
PIL,
R.M.O.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sandy B,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agent Orange,
Prince Buster,
Theoretical Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Shuggie Otis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fugazi,
The Moody Blues,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter and Kerry,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.