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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
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 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 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 Crooked Eye to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Toni Rubio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
Black Bananas,
Eli Mardock,
Ronan,
The Victims,
Severed Heads,
The Pretty Things,
Lungfish,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
The Searchers,
Scan 7,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Clarke,
The Alarm Clocks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alphaville,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Animal Collective,
X-102,
Albert Ayler,
The Human League,
Gang of Four,
The Remains,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultravox,
Q65,
Ultra Naté,
Joey Negro,
Eden Ahbez,
Charles Mingus,
Surgeon,
Man Parrish,
The Pop Group,
X-101,
Sex Pistols,
Symarip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Guru Guru,
Mars,
James White and The Blacks,
Porter Ricks,
D'Angelo,
The United States of America,
The Young Rascals,
E-Dancer,
Yusef Lateef,
David Axelrod,
Heaven 17,
The Count Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.