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 Costa Rica and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Scott Walker 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Wire,
Chris & Cosey,
Nas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spandau Ballet,
Japan,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
Minor Threat,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ponytail,
The Cure,
Newcleus,
R.M.O.,
Sällskapet,
The Barracudas,
The Toasters,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Heaven 17,
Joe Smooth,
Boz Scaggs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dirtbombs,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
Duran Duran,
Nils Olav,
Ludus,
Wasted Youth,
the Association,
The Motions,
Ronan,
Organ,
Con Funk Shun,
The Skatalites,
Talk Talk,
Sight & Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Harry Pussy,
Arthur Verocai,
Fear,
Basic Channel,
Eric Dolphy,
Kenny Larkin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quando Quango,
Oblivians,
Bill Near,
Livin' Joy,
PIL,
Surgeon,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Colin Newman,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.