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 Azerbaijan and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 DJ Style to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Popol Vuh,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Simply Red,
Chris Corsano,
Crash Course in Science,
Mantronix,
The Golliwogs,
The Doors,
Au Pairs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aural Exciters,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul II Soul,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thee Headcoats,
the Soft Cell,
Warsaw,
John Coltrane,
Ultravox,
Los Fastidios,
Index,
Talk Talk,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Hoover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bad Manners,
Amazonics,
DJ Sneak,
Rapeman,
Throbbing Gristle,
T.S.O.L.,
A Certain Ratio,
Eurythmics,
Wolf Eyes,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Tremeloes,
Intrusion,
Deepchord,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Metal Thangz,
Swans,
The Mummies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Symarip,
Tres Demented,
Cheater Slicks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.