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 Maldives and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Simply Red to the rock 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Roger Hodgson,
Grauzone,
The Raincoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arab on Radar,
June Days,
The Fuzztones,
A Certain Ratio,
Nik Kershaw,
The Young Rascals,
Thompson Twins,
Model 500,
Brass Construction,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Spandau Ballet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
The Cowsills,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
The Remains,
Funky Four + One,
The Knickerbockers,
The Offenders,
Tears for Fears,
Black Flag,
Duran Duran,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Cecil Taylor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
New York Dolls,
JFA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joe Smooth,
the Slits,
48th St. Collective,
Morten Harket,
The Monks,
Jacques Brel,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aswad,
Rapeman,
David Bowie,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter & Gordon,
Von Mondo,
The Monochrome Set,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.