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 Rwanda and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mars to the disco 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
The Human League,
The Toasters,
Theoretical Girls,
Fear,
Jacob Miller,
Lyres,
a-ha,
Charles Mingus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cal Tjader,
Deepchord,
Nirvana,
Maleditus Sound,
Model 500,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Lou Christie,
New Order,
Brick,
Sparks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Move,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oblivians,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Moon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scientists,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultimate Spinach,
Qualms,
Procol Harum,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Magma,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
Hardrive,
Electric Prunes,
New York Dolls,
Liliput,
Steve Hackett,
the Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Black Dice,
Mantronix,
Morten Harket,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.