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 Turkey and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Black Moon to the crunk 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Nils Olav,
Clear Light,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Starr,
48th St. Collective,
Hardrive,
The Beau Brummels,
Outsiders,
Sixth Finger,
Deadbeat,
Marvin Gaye,
The Blackbyrds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crooked Eye,
Deepchord,
The Skatalites,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drexciya,
Youth Brigade,
Oblivians,
Black Sheep,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yazoo,
Nick Fraelich,
Depeche Mode,
Sparks,
The Victims,
The United States of America,
Kayak,
Andrew Hill,
Kenny Larkin,
Anthony Braxton,
Stereo Dub,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cecil Taylor,
Alphaville,
John Lydon,
cv313,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
Marmalade,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Halsall,
Nas,
The J.B.'s,
Faust,
Tres Demented,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Techniques,
Parry Music,
Kurtis Blow,
Deakin,
Saccharine Trust,
Franke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cymande,
Tears for Fears,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.