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 Uzbekistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Bobby Byrd to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May 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?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
Flipper,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Panda Bear,
The Moody Blues,
Patti Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Faust,
Roxette,
Infiniti,
Shoche,
Maleditus Sound,
Maurizio,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Intrusion,
The Star Department,
Joe Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lightning Bolt,
the Swans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aswad,
Basic Channel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
Accadde A,
David Axelrod,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aural Exciters,
Peter & Gordon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Negative Approach,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Grass Roots,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Sheep,
Fear,
Symarip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Finger,
Spoonie Gee,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Organ,
Deepchord,
Bobby Sherman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barbara Tucker,
Guru Guru,
Danielle Patucci,
48th St. Collective,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter and Kerry,
Echospace,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.