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 Congo and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Country Teasers to the rock 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Mummies,
Country Teasers,
Adolescents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lucky Dragons,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bad Manners,
The Zeros,
Silicon Teens,
Ice-T,
Albert Ayler,
Bauhaus,
the Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Massinfluence,
The Invisible,
Todd Terry,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
R.M.O.,
ABC,
Josef K,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Pulsallama,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
New Order,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rakim,
Stereo Dub,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scan 7,
Matthew Bourne,
Minnie Riperton,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moleskins,
Mark Hollis,
F. McDonald,
Pantaleimon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minor Threat,
Barrington Levy,
Harry Pussy,
Magazine,
Clear Light,
Gang Green,
Agent Orange,
Suicide,
Colin Newman,
Gong,
James White and The Blacks,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.