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 Georgia and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Todd Terry to the grime 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Metal Thangz,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marmalade,
Excepter,
The Star Department,
Eddi Front,
Sun Ra,
Alton Ellis,
Shoche,
Al Stewart,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joey Negro,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
CMW,
Symarip,
Erasure,
Niagra,
The Standells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Moon,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Victims,
Duran Duran,
Curtis Mayfield,
Main Source,
Skarface,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lindisfarne,
Bronski Beat,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Minny Pops,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tropical Tobacco,
Supertramp,
Robert Görl,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zero Boys,
Vainqueur,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
LL Cool J,
Piero Umiliani,
Minnie Riperton,
June Days,
F. McDonald,
Subhumans,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gastr Del Sol,
Talk Talk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.