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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin 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 arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Don Cherry,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Womack,
Carl Craig,
Dave Gahan,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Slits,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Rapeman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Misunderstood,
The Skatalites,
The Young Rascals,
The Divine Comedy,
Crime,
Main Source,
Erykah Badu,
Half Japanese,
Junior Murvin,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Second Layer,
Goldenarms,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Starr,
Banda Bassotti,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marine Girls,
Fat Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zero Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Hood,
Index,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Sneak,
the Human League,
Zapp,
The Busters,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiohead,
Iggy Pop,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.