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 Tajikistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ice-T to the grunge 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boredoms,
Traffic Nightmare,
Max Romeo,
Kayak,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Urselle,
Harmonia,
Duran Duran,
Jacques Brel,
Blake Baxter,
The Pretty Things,
Cal Tjader,
Nik Kershaw,
CMW,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sixth Finger,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Offenders,
The Red Krayola,
Technova,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Human League,
Graham Central Station,
Bob Dylan,
Man Parrish,
Shoche,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moody Blues,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quando Quango,
Wire,
PIL,
Radiohead,
John Foxx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Zeros,
The Last Poets,
Essential Logic,
Robert Hood,
The Fuzztones,
Flipper,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
La Düsseldorf,
The Index,
L. Decosne,
Reuben Wilson,
Prince Buster,
Blossom Toes,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.