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 Croatia and from Tokyo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 David Bowie 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 Matthew Halsall to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet 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 spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
Archie Shepp,
Ponytail,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flash Fearless,
Unrelated Segments,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Wake,
Ice-T,
The Move,
The Flesh Eaters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pagans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Kinks,
Public Enemy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thompson Twins,
Delta 5,
Piero Umiliani,
Freddie Wadling,
Jimmy McGriff,
ABBA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eve St. Jones,
R.M.O.,
Cymande,
Television,
The Offenders,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alison Limerick,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Max Romeo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Man Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Bad Manners,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
UT,
Colin Newman,
Spandau Ballet,
David Bowie,
Moebius,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Wyatt,
Suburban Knight,
Bang On A Can,
Howard Jones,
Rufus Thomas,
Lightning Bolt,
DJ Style,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lungfish,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.