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 Malaysia and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joyce Sims to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Fear,
Ponytail,
The Litter,
Loose Ends,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Sonic Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Depeche Mode,
The Motions,
Lyres,
Aswad,
Charles Mingus,
Freddie Wadling,
The Skatalites,
Con Funk Shun,
PIL,
Television Personalities,
ABC,
Intrusion,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeff Lynne,
Schoolly D,
Toni Rubio,
These Immortal Souls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Warren Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
Tom Boy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cowsills,
The J.B.'s,
Delta 5,
Rakim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Guru Guru,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
Pierre Henry,
Tim Buckley,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Althea and Donna,
L. Decosne,
Absolute Body Control,
U.S. Maple,
Pantaleimon,
Ohio Players,
The Leaves,
Mars,
Qualms,
Das Ding,
One Last Wish,
Pylon,
Warsaw,
Magma,
Erykah Badu,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.