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 Colombia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the crunk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Mo-Dettes,
Pere Ubu,
Wasted Youth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
China Crisis,
Eurythmics,
Country Teasers,
Hashim,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Yusef Lateef,
Ronnie Foster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Hardrive,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mummies,
La Düsseldorf,
Siglo XX,
Gang Starr,
Intrusion,
Junior Murvin,
The Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Sherman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun City Girls,
Pagans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Second Layer,
Brick,
Organ,
The Litter,
Goldenarms,
Angry Samoans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Faraquet,
Carl Craig,
Quantec,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Motorama,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Graham Central Station,
Leonard Cohen,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
Agent Orange,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Circle Jerks,
Dark Day,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris Corsano,
the Slits,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.