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 Ethiopia and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Cramps to the rap 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
Ultra Naté,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
The Skatalites,
The Grass Roots,
Michelle Simonal,
10cc,
Yellowson,
Delta 5,
Tubeway Army,
The Cure,
Kevin Saunderson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mr. Review,
The Trojans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
In Retrospect,
Whodini,
Chrome,
Absolute Body Control,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
Audionom,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Franke,
Roxette,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gabor Szabo,
Toni Rubio,
F. McDonald,
Mad Mike,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Raincoats,
T. Rex,
Marmalade,
Crime,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
Ten City,
Surgeon,
Crispian St. Peters,
a-ha,
Grey Daturas,
Jeff Mills,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott Heron,
Animal Collective,
Flash Fearless,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minnie Riperton,
Little Man,
The Offenders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Josef K,
Donald Byrd,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sister Nancy,
Ituana,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.