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 Qatar and from Calgary.
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 Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Bauhaus to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Danielle Patucci,
The Golliwogs,
Grey Daturas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Stetsasonic,
The Evens,
Youth Brigade,
Amazonics,
Average White Band,
Interpol,
Rufus Thomas,
The J.B.'s,
Urselle,
Bobby Sherman,
Aswad,
Unwound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Slick Rick,
D'Angelo,
Ice-T,
Cal Tjader,
a-ha,
Khruangbin,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
Alice Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Lydon,
the Association,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
48th St. Collective,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Simply Red,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mummies,
Barbara Tucker,
Theoretical Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash,
Piero Umiliani,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Red Krayola,
T. Rex,
Make Up,
Blossom Toes,
Reagan Youth,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.