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 Liberia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Beijing and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Scrapy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Dave Clark Five,
Arab on Radar,
Depeche Mode,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Half Japanese,
Nik Kershaw,
Dual Sessions,
Traffic Nightmare,
The United States of America,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Accadde A,
Skarface,
The New Christs,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
The Gun Club,
The Human League,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Maurizio,
John Lydon,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Music Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Los Fastidios,
Zapp,
The Litter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül,
Funky Four + One,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grauzone,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
Harmonia,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cecil Taylor,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stiv Bators,
Essential Logic,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kaleidoscope,
Slick Rick,
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
Neil Young,
The Searchers,
Public Enemy,
Black Moon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.