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 Namibia and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the electroclash 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Yaz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Donald Byrd,
The Fall,
Unwound,
Intrusion,
Sam Rivers,
Cluster,
Los Fastidios,
Blake Baxter,
Q and Not U,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
E-Dancer,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Holt,
Letta Mbulu,
World's Most,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ken Boothe,
Symarip,
The Beau Brummels,
The Red Krayola,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
This Heat,
The Trojans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Al Stewart,
The Electric Prunes,
The Associates,
Organ,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crash Course in Science,
Desert Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Radio Birdman,
Ten City,
Jawbox,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Masters at Work,
Arcadia,
Josef K,
Heaven 17,
Thompson Twins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
8 Eyed Spy,
The Index,
Sister Nancy,
Deakin,
AZ,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Faraquet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boredoms,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.