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 Colombia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 The Happenings to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
The Gap Band,
U.S. Maple,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Livin' Joy,
Pierre Henry,
One Last Wish,
Con Funk Shun,
Echospace,
Jacques Brel,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Massinfluence,
Todd Rundgren,
MDC,
Jeff Lynne,
Boz Scaggs,
Rod Modell,
John Lydon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Moebius,
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
Erasure,
The Monks,
Joe Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sam Rivers,
Thee Headcoats,
PIL,
JFA,
DJ Style,
Eurythmics,
Agent Orange,
Cal Tjader,
Urselle,
Mark Hollis,
Absolute Body Control,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
Cymande,
Vladislav Delay,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sound Behaviour,
Brothers Johnson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Saccharine Trust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scratch Acid,
Electric Prunes,
Quando Quango,
Icehouse,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.