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 Andorra and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun City Girls to the grunge 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Swell Maps,
DJ Style,
Rapeman,
Make Up,
The Fall,
Man Eating Sloth,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
Albert Ayler,
Crash Course in Science,
Y Pants,
Newcleus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Goldenarms,
Gerry Rafferty,
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
A Certain Ratio,
Nirvana,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Leonard Cohen,
Au Pairs,
Yaz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eddi Front,
The Gun Club,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul II Soul,
Judy Mowatt,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quantec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Essential Logic,
Yellowson,
Suicide,
Radiohead,
Joyce Sims,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
The Slits,
Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
Procol Harum,
Davy DMX,
Ronnie Foster,
Don Cherry,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.