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 Algeria and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Count Five to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Fugs,
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers,
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Skatalites,
Quantec,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Starr,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lightning Bolt,
Flamin' Groovies,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Barracudas,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Goldenarms,
Subhumans,
Electric Prunes,
Ice-T,
Trumans Water,
MC5,
The Index,
Slick Rick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronnie Foster,
Johnny Osbourne,
Essential Logic,
Maurizio,
Brand Nubian,
The Black Dice,
The Monks,
Boredoms,
The Stooges,
Make Up,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q and Not U,
Tommy Roe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Guru Guru,
Deadbeat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
Swell Maps,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wasted Youth,
Warren Ellis,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.