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 Ghana and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 David Bowie 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 Duran Duran to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
The Vogues,
Arcadia,
Letta Mbulu,
Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Byrd,
Faust,
Deepchord,
Organ,
Slave,
Morten Harket,
X-101,
Ituana,
JFA,
Anakelly,
The Fortunes,
Ice-T,
kango's stein massive,
Josef K,
Gang Gang Dance,
Junior Murvin,
Scan 7,
Aural Exciters,
Livin' Joy,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Womack,
Brand Nubian,
Young Marble Giants,
Goldenarms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Popol Vuh,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Infiniti,
The Searchers,
Sandy B,
Shoche,
Theoretical Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Sonic Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delta 5,
Television,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
The New Christs,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.