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 Mali and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Electric Prunes to the grunge 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Cell,
The Grass Roots,
Angry Samoans,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bootsy Collins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Second Layer,
Nirvana,
Radio Birdman,
Ken Boothe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gabor Szabo,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Starr,
Stetsasonic,
Buzzcocks,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Lynne,
Malaria!,
Skaos,
Average White Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Harmonia,
Brand Nubian,
Heaven 17,
kango's stein massive,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neu!,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nico,
The Alarm Clocks,
New Order,
Dual Sessions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Babytalk,
Todd Rundgren,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Man Parrish,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fortunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Alison Limerick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Steve Hackett,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terrestrial Tones,
Desert Stars,
Joey Negro,
The Martian,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.