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 Palau and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q65 to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
Pantytec,
Ludus,
Tom Boy,
Althea and Donna,
Darondo,
One Last Wish,
Dual Sessions,
Mr. Review,
Hardrive,
Cheater Slicks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Brick,
The Count Five,
Agitation Free,
Joe Smooth,
Schoolly D,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swans,
Unwound,
The Cowsills,
The Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Parry Music,
Agent Orange,
The Motions,
Infiniti,
Warsaw,
Technova,
Skarface,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New York Dolls,
Letta Mbulu,
Maurizio,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
Shoche,
Cybotron,
Joe Finger,
The American Breed,
Susan Cadogan,
Rosa Yemen,
Erykah Badu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
DJ Style,
Second Layer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
Excepter,
Jerry's Kids,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.