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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Tres Demented to the crunk 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wings,
Erykah Badu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ultravox,
Suicide,
Wire,
Thompson Twins,
The Associates,
Suburban Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry's Kids,
Thee Headcoats,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Starr,
the Germs,
Robert Hood,
Wally Richardson,
Janne Schatter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quando Quango,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radio Birdman,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
Massinfluence,
Zero Boys,
Television,
Theoretical Girls,
D'Angelo,
Nas,
Derrick Morgan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skriet,
The Slackers,
Marine Girls,
Delta 5,
Mandrill,
Hoover,
The Kinks,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Schoolly D,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nico,
Blancmange,
Q and Not U,
Girls At Our Best!,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yusef Lateef,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.