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 Guinea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Monks to the funk 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Scientists,
The New Christs,
Ultravox,
ABBA,
Drexciya,
Supertramp,
The Stooges,
Cluster,
Nirvana,
Easy Going,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter and Kerry,
Skaos,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
The Human League,
Jawbox,
Essential Logic,
The Happenings,
Chris Corsano,
Cheater Slicks,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
E-Dancer,
Delta 5,
The Busters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
David McCallum,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
Matthew Bourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Blossom Toes,
The Real Kids,
Mars,
Crooked Eye,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wings,
Yellowson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Music Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Sonny Sharrock,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Byrd,
Jandek,
Alice Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fad Gadget,
Rotary Connection,
The Moody Blues,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.