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 Georgia 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Fatback Band,
Depeche Mode,
Beasts of Bourbon,
World's Most,
Blancmange,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jawbox,
Matthew Bourne,
Main Source,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June of 44,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
The Real Kids,
Flipper,
The Vogues,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Görl,
Minutemen,
The Invisible,
Pharoah Sanders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warren Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Dave Gahan,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Selecter,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Neon Judgement,
Accadde A,
Loose Ends,
The Busters,
Hoover,
Laurel Aitken,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Style,
Easy Going,
Stereo Dub,
The Fortunes,
Scratch Acid,
Black Moon,
The Happenings,
Quantec,
The Tremeloes,
June Days,
Kas Product,
Radiohead,
The Golliwogs,
Qualms,
Adolescents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T. Rex,
Archie Shepp,
Essential Logic,
Peter and Kerry,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.