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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Big Daddy Kane to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moleskins,
The Remains,
The Real Kids,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra,
Man Parrish,
Peter and Kerry,
R.M.O.,
ABBA,
Skarface,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
The Smoke,
The Durutti Column,
Rosa Yemen,
Intrusion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker,
The Busters,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
The Neon Judgement,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Lydon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxette,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
Faraquet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Make Up,
Whodini,
Scan 7,
Pulsallama,
Patti Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Anthony Braxton,
Eddi Front,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gories,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
Easy Going,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.