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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grime 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moebius,
Scrapy,
E-Dancer,
Faraquet,
Quadrant,
The Real Kids,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Moss Icon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agitation Free,
Negative Approach,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Barbara Tucker,
Pylon,
The Sonics,
Junior Murvin,
The Searchers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blancmange,
The Velvet Underground,
Donny Hathaway,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kayak,
cv313,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
Franke,
Pantytec,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
Brothers Johnson,
Excepter,
PIL,
The Move,
Lyres,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skriet,
Hoover,
Silicon Teens,
The Human League,
Cameo,
The Names,
Crooked Eye,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül II,
Sixth Finger,
The Star Department,
Frankie Knuckles,
Prince Buster,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.