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 Uganda and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dawn Penn to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flash Fearless,
Franke,
Electric Prunes,
Warren Ellis,
Slave,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Davy DMX,
Niagra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Skarface,
Funky Four + One,
Ultra Naté,
Yusef Lateef,
The Move,
Infiniti,
Roger Hodgson,
Babytalk,
Aloha Tigers,
Minnie Riperton,
X-Ray Spex,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
K-Klass,
Suburban Knight,
Thee Headcoats,
In Retrospect,
Camberwell Now,
Supertramp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rod Modell,
The Evens,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Mills,
Monks,
Soft Cell,
H. Thieme,
Joyce Sims,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brick,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arab on Radar,
The Raincoats,
Quantec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gong,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang of Four,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.