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 Luxembourg and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 The Kinks to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
F. McDonald,
Eric B and Rakim,
Anakelly,
Jacob Miller,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Livin' Joy,
The Dirtbombs,
Quando Quango,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yaz,
Alison Limerick,
Stereo Dub,
The Gories,
Aloha Tigers,
Funky Four + One,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agent Orange,
Morten Harket,
The Cure,
The Wake,
Model 500,
Swans,
Supertramp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nils Olav,
Cluster,
The Angels of Light,
The Seeds,
10cc,
Jeff Lynne,
Can,
The Blues Magoos,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grauzone,
Steve Hackett,
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
John Foxx,
Royal Trux,
Parry Music,
New York Dolls,
Unwound,
Essential Logic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Sneak,
Public Enemy,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
Oblivians,
Scrapy,
Harry Pussy,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.