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 Laos and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
JFA,
Interpol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joensuu 1685,
Organ,
Eve St. Jones,
Altered Images,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arcadia,
Lungfish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Lynne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Remains,
Agent Orange,
Kerri Chandler,
The Five Americans,
Joyce Sims,
Sexual Harrassment,
Patti Smith,
Amon Düül II,
Can,
the Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Dorothy Ashby,
Albert Ayler,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minutemen,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Sherman,
Flipper,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mantronix,
The Count Five,
Sight & Sound,
Joy Division,
Cluster,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers,
Wally Richardson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suburban Knight,
Alice Coltrane,
Nik Kershaw,
Ten City,
Crime,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Velvet Underground,
L. Decosne,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott Heron,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suicide,
Au Pairs,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.