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 Kenya and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 X-102 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Remains,
Oblivians,
Prince Buster,
Skriet,
Dave Gahan,
Parry Music,
the Soft Cell,
Colin Newman,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
Youth Brigade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Human League,
Eric B and Rakim,
Smog,
EPMD,
Flipper,
Tim Buckley,
LL Cool J,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brand Nubian,
Isaac Hayes,
The American Breed,
Guru Guru,
Newcleus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
48th St. Collective,
Mars,
Marine Girls,
Mr. Review,
OOIOO,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nico,
DJ Style,
Bad Manners,
Sandy B,
Junior Murvin,
The Dead C,
June of 44,
Pussy Galore,
David McCallum,
Main Source,
Joe Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Barbara Tucker,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
E-Dancer,
The Slits,
Scratch Acid,
Alton Ellis,
Nils Olav,
Nirvana,
James White and The Blacks,
The Residents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.