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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Maleditus Sound to the disco 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Sandy B,
Delta 5,
Radio Birdman,
Zapp,
Organ,
the Sonics,
Josef K,
Aloha Tigers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxette,
Amazonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Bar-Kays,
Desert Stars,
Ronan,
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
R.M.O.,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q65,
Grey Daturas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Severed Heads,
Gang Green,
D'Angelo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David McCallum,
L. Decosne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pantytec,
Sound Behaviour,
Interpol,
The Doors,
Barrington Levy,
Camberwell Now,
Ohio Players,
The Searchers,
The Tremeloes,
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
World's Most,
The Monks,
John Holt,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fortunes,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.