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 Morocco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marmalade to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
The Names,
Neu!,
Quadrant,
10cc,
Mark Hollis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skarface,
Gerry Rafferty,
Curtis Mayfield,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slackers,
Cluster,
Cybotron,
Soft Machine,
Sun Ra,
Sound Behaviour,
The Invisible,
Thompson Twins,
Ten City,
Reagan Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Aloha Tigers,
China Crisis,
New York Dolls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Byrd,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jacob Miller,
Intrusion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
JFA,
Graham Central Station,
Bob Dylan,
CMW,
Sight & Sound,
Y Pants,
Newcleus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chrome,
The Gap Band,
Malaria!,
Steve Hackett,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Halsall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marmalade,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.