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 Luxembourg and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 LL Cool J to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Dolphy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
kango's stein massive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Busters,
Susan Cadogan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Desert Stars,
Frankie Knuckles,
Albert Ayler,
Essential Logic,
Todd Terry,
Marine Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Donald Byrd,
Matthew Bourne,
The Tremeloes,
Zero Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angry Samoans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Absolute Body Control,
X-Ray Spex,
Sister Nancy,
Ituana,
Aloha Tigers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Funkadelic,
The J.B.'s,
Dawn Penn,
Jandek,
Boogie Down Productions,
Easy Going,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Starr,
Blake Baxter,
Fat Boys,
Agitation Free,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Technova,
Radio Birdman,
Max Romeo,
The Associates,
Laurel Aitken,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Black Dice,
The Smiths,
U.S. Maple,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.