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 Kyrgyzstan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cheater Slicks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mission of Burma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chrome,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thompson Twins,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Wake,
Darondo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brass Construction,
China Crisis,
Cal Tjader,
Brothers Johnson,
The Modern Lovers,
Dennis Brown,
Stereo Dub,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Marshall Jefferson,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
La Düsseldorf,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dirtbombs,
Rakim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roxy Music,
Silicon Teens,
Aural Exciters,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dark Day,
Banda Bassotti,
Neil Young,
Marmalade,
Funky Four + One,
Rod Modell,
the Slits,
UT,
Absolute Body Control,
Josef K,
Lucky Dragons,
Kevin Saunderson,
Faraquet,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pierre Henry,
World's Most,
The Selecter,
Byron Stingily,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.