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 Serbia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ponytail to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dirtbombs,
Q and Not U,
Lalann,
Derrick Morgan,
The Litter,
Pere Ubu,
Excepter,
Brothers Johnson,
Babytalk,
The Names,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
Graham Central Station,
the Human League,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Inner City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The New Christs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Michelle Simonal,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül II,
Nils Olav,
Soft Cell,
Young Marble Giants,
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Malaria!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy Collins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris Corsano,
Dual Sessions,
Brand Nubian,
Anakelly,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Marc Almond,
Lungfish,
Blancmange,
Colin Newman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hashim,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ossler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television Personalities,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Ponytail,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.