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 Azerbaijan and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Sight & Sound to the dance 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-102,
John Lydon,
EPMD,
The Happenings,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gap Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Alton Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Alison Limerick,
Chris & Cosey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Martian,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Remains,
Outsiders,
Josef K,
Suburban Knight,
The Move,
E-Dancer,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Electric Prunes,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camouflage,
John Cale,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
Bluetip,
The Names,
Camberwell Now,
Au Pairs,
Bad Manners,
Make Up,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Slackers,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Mummies,
OOIOO,
Drexciya,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Red Krayola,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.