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 Zambia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Livin' Joy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funkadelic,
Gabor Szabo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Animal Collective,
Piero Umiliani,
Robert Wyatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ice-T,
Aural Exciters,
Sugar Minott,
Sex Pistols,
Wasted Youth,
Deakin,
The Fugs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ossler,
Pierre Henry,
Pole,
The Tremeloes,
Darondo,
B.T. Express,
Public Enemy,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Womack,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kenny Larkin,
Trumans Water,
Kaleidoscope,
Sparks,
Yaz,
Tres Demented,
The J.B.'s,
Marvin Gaye,
Pulsallama,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quantec,
Stetsasonic,
Altered Images,
Sam Rivers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Monks,
New Age Steppers,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
Godley & Creme,
T.S.O.L.,
Harmonia,
The Kinks,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
Bronski Beat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
X-102,
Letta Mbulu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yellowson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.