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 United States and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the funk 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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Durutti Column,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultravox,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marvin Gaye,
The Divine Comedy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brick,
Main Source,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camouflage,
Spoonie Gee,
10cc,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Trumans Water,
The Pop Group,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Invisible,
Skriet,
Sonny Sharrock,
K-Klass,
Eddi Front,
The Martian,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Bananas,
Organ,
Morten Harket,
Grey Daturas,
Quadrant,
Oneida,
Ohio Players,
EPMD,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Finger,
The Slits,
Magazine,
Interpol,
Derrick Morgan,
Ponytail,
D'Angelo,
Newcleus,
Nik Kershaw,
Faust,
John Cale,
Bill Wells,
PIL,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swell Maps,
The Shadows of Knight,
Connie Case,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.