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 Grenada and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Funkadelic to the techno 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
Alison Limerick,
Suburban Knight,
The Fall,
Ten City,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalo Schifrin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Misunderstood,
Negative Approach,
Heaven 17,
Pantytec,
Arcadia,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Minny Pops,
Donny Hathaway,
Joe Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Joey Negro,
Agent Orange,
Gichy Dan,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Rundgren,
Yusef Lateef,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
The Seeds,
Kerri Chandler,
The Moleskins,
Black Pus,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Litter,
Deakin,
Lalann,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Zeros,
Michelle Simonal,
New Order,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Model 500,
the Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Star Department,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DNA,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Holt,
Tears for Fears,
The Buckinghams,
Traffic Nightmare,
Brass Construction,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.