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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Underground Resistance to the jazz 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Cluster,
The Searchers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
F. McDonald,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rod Modell,
Donald Byrd,
The Fugs,
Audionom,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barrington Levy,
CMW,
Angry Samoans,
Section 25,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Excepter,
June Days,
Grauzone,
Camouflage,
The Dirtbombs,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joyce Sims,
Hardrive,
Animal Collective,
L. Decosne,
Kurtis Blow,
Q65,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sound,
David Bowie,
Symarip,
These Immortal Souls,
Adolescents,
Basic Channel,
The Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Max Romeo,
Danielle Patucci,
Malaria!,
Deadbeat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed,
Isaac Hayes,
Barry Ungar,
The Residents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mars,
Dennis Brown,
Marshall Jefferson,
Michelle Simonal,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Lydon,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.