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 Jamaica and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Foxx to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Absolute Body Control,
Grey Daturas,
Derrick Morgan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David Axelrod,
Black Bananas,
Swans,
Connie Case,
The Slits,
Lyres,
Johnny Clarke,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Searchers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Max Romeo,
The Smiths,
Can,
Minny Pops,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
Rufus Thomas,
The Dirtbombs,
Technova,
the Swans,
Howard Jones,
The Cramps,
Hashim,
Country Teasers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Monks,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Kinks,
Tres Demented,
Barbara Tucker,
Index,
Rekid,
Crime,
the Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
The Modern Lovers,
Hasil Adkins,
Ponytail,
Dennis Brown,
The Index,
Public Enemy,
Babytalk,
Kenny Larkin,
Little Man,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
The Human League,
The Selecter,
The Litter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Underground Resistance,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.