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 Venezuela and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Unwound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fuzztones,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad,
Liliput,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Steve Hackett,
The Offenders,
The Tremeloes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radio Birdman,
FM Einheit,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Panda Bear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suburban Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pretty Things,
Michelle Simonal,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacques Brel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Absolute Body Control,
David Bowie,
The Slackers,
John Cale,
Mo-Dettes,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
The United States of America,
Fad Gadget,
The Slits,
Deakin,
The Dead C,
E-Dancer,
Isaac Hayes,
Fela Kuti,
The Martian,
Bobby Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
The Real Kids,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pantytec,
Urselle,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABBA,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.