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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 The Moleskins to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Byrd,
Sugar Minott,
The New Christs,
DNA,
PIL,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare,
The J.B.'s,
Ultravox,
Au Pairs,
Talk Talk,
Accadde A,
Soul II Soul,
Organ,
Reuben Wilson,
Parry Music,
Desert Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gabor Szabo,
Al Stewart,
Pussy Galore,
Ornette Coleman,
Anakelly,
Laurel Aitken,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
R.M.O.,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd.,
Heaven 17,
Black Sheep,
Dawn Penn,
Dual Sessions,
Henry Cow,
The Gories,
Groovy Waters,
The Fire Engines,
Kurtis Blow,
Crash Course in Science,
Kayak,
Todd Rundgren,
Fluxion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Red Krayola,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
Marmalade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funkadelic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
JFA,
Boredoms,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.