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 Romania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Evens to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Knickerbockers,
Banda Bassotti,
Fat Boys,
X-101,
The Golliwogs,
China Crisis,
John Cale,
Flipper,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
The Flesh Eaters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
kango's stein massive,
Massinfluence,
Sam Rivers,
Buzzcocks,
Crime,
DJ Style,
Aaron Thompson,
The Seeds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crash Course in Science,
Blake Baxter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lucky Dragons,
Mission of Burma,
Aswad,
Lower 48,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stetsasonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maurizio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flash Fearless,
The Real Kids,
X-102,
Johnny Osbourne,
Outsiders,
The Count Five,
Eurythmics,
Sandy B,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association,
Wire,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anakelly,
Sister Nancy,
Moby Grape,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crooked Eye,
Godley & Creme,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.