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 Jamaica and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador 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 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 Stiv Bators to the grime 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Infiniti,
Mark Hollis,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
The Gun Club,
Nirvana,
Can,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Neon Judgement,
Lower 48,
Carl Craig,
Rosa Yemen,
The Busters,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
kango's stein massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Moss Icon,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rotary Connection,
Faraquet,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Soft Machine,
H. Thieme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mantronix,
Anthony Braxton,
Heaven 17,
PIL,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Raincoats,
Todd Rundgren,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick Morgan,
Excepter,
Scratch Acid,
The Sonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
Tomorrow,
K-Klass,
Black Moon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Japan,
Ossler,
the Sonics,
Howard Jones,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.