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 Serbia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soft Cell to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Soft Machine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Coltrane,
Moss Icon,
John Lydon,
Technova,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Buzzcocks,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brass Construction,
Gregory Isaacs,
cv313,
Blancmange,
Bronski Beat,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terry Callier,
Black Moon,
Yaz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kenny Larkin,
June Days,
Half Japanese,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Litter,
The Martian,
Angry Samoans,
Brick,
The Durutti Column,
The Neon Judgement,
Roy Ayers,
Section 25,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
Accadde A,
John Holt,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
Ultravox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Drexciya,
New York Dolls,
a-ha,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ludus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Style,
Juan Atkins,
the Bar-Kays,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rekid,
Ice-T,
Malaria!,
Nirvana,
Adolescents,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.