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 Honduras and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Sound Behaviour,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sandy B,
Scan 7,
EPMD,
The Walker Brothers,
The United States of America,
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Motorama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mo-Dettes,
OOIOO,
Ten City,
Pet Shop Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
The Zeros,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Star Department,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Christie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Flag,
Second Layer,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unrelated Segments,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nico,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Scrapy,
Guru Guru,
Echospace,
Television,
Niagra,
Rotary Connection,
Al Stewart,
D'Angelo,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
Alice Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
The Invisible,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tres Demented,
Barry Ungar,
The Moleskins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.