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 Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Lungfish to the grunge 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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Q and Not U,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sugar Minott,
Angry Samoans,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young,
Trumans Water,
John Cale,
The Wake,
Barry Ungar,
Sonic Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Quantec,
Tears for Fears,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brand Nubian,
The Names,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fortunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mo-Dettes,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pop Group,
Pantytec,
Yellowson,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Victims,
Stetsasonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Prince Buster,
China Crisis,
The Techniques,
AZ,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sonics,
The Invisible,
Ice-T,
Chris & Cosey,
Au Pairs,
Delta 5,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
Groovy Waters,
John Lydon,
the Sonics,
Guru Guru,
Dual Sessions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bad Manners,
ABC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Trojans,
Nas,
Mantronix,
Maleditus Sound,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.