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 Ukraine and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Howard Jones to the electroclash 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Ornette Coleman,
Bill Wells,
The Wake,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
The Moody Blues,
Dark Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Buckinghams,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Green,
In Retrospect,
Guru Guru,
Camberwell Now,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Procol Harum,
The Red Krayola,
The Fire Engines,
Rites of Spring,
Kevin Saunderson,
Juan Atkins,
Sex Pistols,
Hot Snakes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultravox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Davy DMX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dual Sessions,
Archie Shepp,
Soul II Soul,
Graham Central Station,
The Slits,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boz Scaggs,
D'Angelo,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moleskins,
Rapeman,
Jeff Mills,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Skatalites,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Motions,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Trojans,
Sun City Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.