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 Montenegro and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
Neil Young,
Eve St. Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
The Happenings,
Harmonia,
Youth Brigade,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
Junior Murvin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Accadde A,
The Raincoats,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Bananas,
Spandau Ballet,
La Düsseldorf,
Deepchord,
Lalann,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
The Stooges,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bronski Beat,
Rufus Thomas,
Judy Mowatt,
Gong,
Symarip,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eddi Front,
Carl Craig,
AZ,
Parry Music,
Gichy Dan,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül II,
Audionom,
Gerry Rafferty,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Susan Cadogan,
Byron Stingily,
Masters at Work,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zero Boys,
Pussy Galore,
Can,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
A Certain Ratio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pretty Things,
Marc Almond,
Cecil Taylor,
Prince Buster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.