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 Comoros and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
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 arpeggiator 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 Susan Cadogan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
The Zeros,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quando Quango,
Pierre Henry,
JFA,
Freddie Wadling,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Patti Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scan 7,
Lyres,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
T. Rex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erasure,
Kas Product,
The Move,
The Slits,
Bobby Sherman,
Man Parrish,
Pulsallama,
Public Enemy,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Gang Dance,
FM Einheit,
Robert Hood,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Goldenarms,
cv313,
Radio Birdman,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fear,
Metal Thangz,
Moebius,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
Hoover,
Black Flag,
Tommy Roe,
These Immortal Souls,
John Coltrane,
The Techniques,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Nirvana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ituana,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.