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 Croatia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Rosa Yemen to the techno 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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
The Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Zero Boys,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
Rotary Connection,
Bronski Beat,
Scan 7,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Howard Jones,
Yellowson,
Blake Baxter,
Joensuu 1685,
Skaos,
Aural Exciters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
The Searchers,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mantronix,
Nico,
The Real Kids,
Radiopuhelimet,
48th St. Collective,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unwound,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scrapy,
Wally Richardson,
Man Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Leaves,
Dual Sessions,
Sight & Sound,
Jacob Miller,
Liliput,
the Germs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vainqueur,
Duran Duran,
Joey Negro,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
Guru Guru,
Alison Limerick,
Alton Ellis,
Livin' Joy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rufus Thomas,
Bluetip,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.