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 Guyana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Byrd,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kayak,
Traffic Nightmare,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mandrill,
Wings,
Tommy Roe,
Fela Kuti,
The Music Machine,
the Soft Cell,
The Doors,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yellowson,
Heaven 17,
Eden Ahbez,
Buzzcocks,
Skaos,
The Sonics,
The Martian,
The Litter,
Graham Central Station,
Rhythm & Sound,
Trumans Water,
Deepchord,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Nico,
Glenn Branca,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young,
Mantronix,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Howard Jones,
R.M.O.,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gories,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deakin,
Marine Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mad Mike,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Mills,
Aloha Tigers,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Hill,
the Swans,
Stiv Bators,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crash Course in Science,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.