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 Brunei and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Slave to the funk 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Trumans Water,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Smog,
Mars,
cv313,
H. Thieme,
Bluetip,
Marvin Gaye,
Gil Scott Heron,
Erasure,
Joe Finger,
X-102,
Siglo XX,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Half Japanese,
Section 25,
Hoover,
MDC,
Freddie Wadling,
Quando Quango,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultra Naté,
Chrome,
Brothers Johnson,
The Angels of Light,
Mad Mike,
Maurizio,
Isaac Hayes,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aswad,
Morten Harket,
The Five Americans,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Raincoats,
Lakeside,
The Zeros,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pulsallama,
Tubeway Army,
Stiv Bators,
Dawn Penn,
Peter and Kerry,
Guru Guru,
The Durutti Column,
Zapp,
Sarah Menescal,
Sandy B,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terrestrial Tones,
Depeche Mode,
Blake Baxter,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.