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 Namibia and from Stockholm.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Stooges to the funk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Porter Ricks,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
James Chance & The Contortions,
OOIOO,
Blancmange,
Tom Boy,
The Names,
Japan,
The Gap Band,
The Young Rascals,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bronski Beat,
Faust,
The Monochrome Set,
Idris Muhammad,
X-Ray Spex,
Charles Mingus,
Max Romeo,
The Human League,
EPMD,
Pere Ubu,
Amon Düül,
Second Layer,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dave Clark Five,
LL Cool J,
The Invisible,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Sonics,
R.M.O.,
Howard Jones,
The Leaves,
Guru Guru,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris & Cosey,
Newcleus,
Siglo XX,
Wolf Eyes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joe Smooth,
Surgeon,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gong,
Magma,
Ronan,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
Camouflage,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
Popol Vuh,
Bill Near,
the Bar-Kays,
Can,
Fatback Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.