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 Germany and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 The Fire Engines to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Young Rascals,
Roy Ayers,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Section 25,
Wally Richardson,
The United States of America,
K-Klass,
Half Japanese,
Jacob Miller,
Shoche,
Derrick Morgan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skarface,
Jawbox,
Lou Christie,
Marine Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Rekid,
John Coltrane,
Duran Duran,
T. Rex,
Liliput,
Make Up,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
Thompson Twins,
Ultravox,
The Happenings,
Vladislav Delay,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Index,
Brand Nubian,
Lower 48,
the Association,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
The Grass Roots,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
Crime,
Angry Samoans,
Heaven 17,
Grauzone,
Godley & Creme,
Cal Tjader,
Excepter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dirtbombs,
DJ Sneak,
The Leaves,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
Wolf Eyes,
Massinfluence,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.