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 Austria and from Philadelphia.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 ABBA to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yellowson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Schoolly D,
The Busters,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
The Five Americans,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Style,
Barry Ungar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Massinfluence,
Lindisfarne,
Scrapy,
Piero Umiliani,
The Wake,
Eddi Front,
Panda Bear,
Ronnie Foster,
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
Chrome,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mantronix,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sam Rivers,
The Skatalites,
Black Bananas,
The Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
Television,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rufus Thomas,
KRS-One,
Cecil Taylor,
The Star Department,
the Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Agitation Free,
Whodini,
Avey Tare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Sneak,
Vladislav Delay,
These Immortal Souls,
Fat Boys,
Circle Jerks,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.