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 Taiwan and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Toasters to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Erasure,
The Leaves,
The Mummies,
David Bowie,
Robert Hood,
The Gun Club,
Camouflage,
The Moleskins,
Fat Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Prince Buster,
Das Ding,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
Magma,
Parry Music,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Sherman,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott Heron,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
Make Up,
Derrick May,
Pierre Henry,
the Slits,
Basic Channel,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Heaven 17,
The Moody Blues,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Music Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
The Remains,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.