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 Syria and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Goldenarms to the crunk 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Excepter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
Ronnie Foster,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
UT,
Darondo,
OOIOO,
The Evens,
New Age Steppers,
Mars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Connie Case,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Cecil Taylor,
David McCallum,
Blossom Toes,
Colin Newman,
Pole,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quando Quango,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick Morgan,
Dawn Penn,
The Martian,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Flag,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
Hot Snakes,
Bluetip,
Sarah Menescal,
Los Fastidios,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
The Wake,
The Divine Comedy,
Girls At Our Best!,
B.T. Express,
Byron Stingily,
Von Mondo,
The Grass Roots,
The Seeds,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Young Marble Giants,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.