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 Antigua and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the punk 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Talk Talk,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Yusef Lateef,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
F. McDonald,
A Certain Ratio,
Model 500,
Supertramp,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
The Zeros,
The Neon Judgement,
Hashim,
The Mummies,
the Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Susan Cadogan,
Mars,
Country Teasers,
Duran Duran,
In Retrospect,
Terry Callier,
Albert Ayler,
Infiniti,
The Electric Prunes,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
Amazonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Barclay James Harvest,
Al Stewart,
Dave Gahan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Prince Buster,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Interpol,
Arab on Radar,
Grauzone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nico,
Ronan,
the Swans,
Warsaw,
The Residents,
Ludus,
Spandau Ballet,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Doors,
Sun Ra,
Flipper,
Josef K,
Agent Orange,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxy Music,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.