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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Hoover to the dance 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jacques Brel,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June Days,
Massinfluence,
D'Angelo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Yaz,
Spoonie Gee,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Television Personalities,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Darondo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zapp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Interpol,
Matthew Halsall,
Thompson Twins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Faust,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q and Not U,
New Age Steppers,
Deepchord,
Bush Tetras,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oneida,
Basic Channel,
The Seeds,
the Germs,
Skriet,
Flipper,
Aural Exciters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Normal,
Dennis Brown,
The Remains,
Warsaw,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cal Tjader,
L. Decosne,
Jacob Miller,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Enemy,
Adolescents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Archie Shepp,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.