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 Benin and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bush Tetras to the rock 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Young Marble Giants,
Radiohead,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sandy B,
Pere Ubu,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
Sight & Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tubeway Army,
June Days,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Graham Central Station,
Quando Quango,
The Associates,
Max Romeo,
Warsaw,
Eddi Front,
The Gap Band,
Section 25,
Public Enemy,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Velvet Underground,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Slits,
Icehouse,
Brass Construction,
Cal Tjader,
Swans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Busters,
Flipper,
Tom Boy,
Pylon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
The Moleskins,
Aloha Tigers,
Skriet,
Albert Ayler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cramps,
Joe Smooth,
Q65,
the Germs,
John Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kaleidoscope,
Spoonie Gee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.