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 Ghana and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Reagan Youth to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
the Association,
Audionom,
The Beau Brummels,
Cymande,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
Matthew Bourne,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
Bob Dylan,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Tears for Fears,
Dead Boys,
Cybotron,
Sugar Minott,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alton Ellis,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
The Wake,
Franke,
The Dead C,
Circle Jerks,
Bill Wells,
Nik Kershaw,
Wasted Youth,
Roy Ayers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
The J.B.'s,
Rapeman,
Y Pants,
MC5,
Quantec,
Letta Mbulu,
L. Decosne,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Tremeloes,
ABC,
Aaron Thompson,
Basic Channel,
Kerri Chandler,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rekid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.