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 Serbia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Donald Fagen 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 Pierre Henry to the dance 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
The Moleskins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Infiniti,
Tres Demented,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
Tears for Fears,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Black Dice,
Fatback Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Magma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Todd Terry,
Godley & Creme,
Soulsonic Force,
The Evens,
Supertramp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Morten Harket,
The Move,
Procol Harum,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stiv Bators,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Flipper,
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Goldenarms,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Depeche Mode,
Nils Olav,
ABC,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Section 25,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
Model 500,
Technova,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
Oblivians,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Max Romeo,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.