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 Jamaica and from Bremen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Agitation Free to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alphaville,
Erykah Badu,
Desert Stars,
The Sonics,
T. Rex,
The Zeros,
The Saints,
Youth Brigade,
a-ha,
The Tremeloes,
Pylon,
Fat Boys,
The Cowsills,
Soul II Soul,
Intrusion,
Stetsasonic,
Robert Hood,
Slick Rick,
Guru Guru,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bob Dylan,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
China Crisis,
The Litter,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Loose Ends,
Marcia Griffiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
FM Einheit,
Ten City,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fire Engines,
T.S.O.L.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
ABC,
Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sarah Menescal,
Skriet,
Prince Buster,
Danielle Patucci,
Bronski Beat,
Ohio Players,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.