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 Mongolia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar 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 The Happenings to the jazz 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
The Cramps,
The Remains,
The Neon Judgement,
Icehouse,
The Knickerbockers,
Animal Collective,
The Techniques,
F. McDonald,
X-101,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick May,
Soft Machine,
Outsiders,
cv313,
Lyres,
The Saints,
Desert Stars,
Josef K,
Tom Boy,
Ludus,
DNA,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Sandy B,
Motorama,
Pole,
Yazoo,
Neu!,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül,
Brick,
The Monks,
Arab on Radar,
Alison Limerick,
Depeche Mode,
Groovy Waters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eden Ahbez,
Deepchord,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Big Daddy Kane,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
kango's stein massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Intrusion,
The Cure,
Make Up,
Howard Jones,
Excepter,
Los Fastidios,
Laurel Aitken,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.