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 Oman and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Thee Headcoats to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Kinks,
Oblivians,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eurythmics,
Peter and Kerry,
Suicide,
Neil Young,
Loose Ends,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grauzone,
The Grass Roots,
Camberwell Now,
Radio Birdman,
Mantronix,
Ken Boothe,
Deakin,
Von Mondo,
Amazonics,
The Happenings,
Subhumans,
Nik Kershaw,
New York Dolls,
Quando Quango,
R.M.O.,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul II Soul,
The Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
Monks,
The Litter,
Black Flag,
Moebius,
Crime,
Banda Bassotti,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Germs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sight & Sound,
Main Source,
Erykah Badu,
Q65,
Janne Schatter,
Eli Mardock,
Pylon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
Matthew Bourne,
Matthew Halsall,
Bush Tetras,
Excepter,
Marmalade,
Sällskapet,
Royal Trux,
Alphaville,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mojo Men,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.