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 Uzbekistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Harmonia to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pylon,
Magazine,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Kinks,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
K-Klass,
Yellowson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cecil Taylor,
Youth Brigade,
New Age Steppers,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Darondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Clarke,
Funkadelic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minor Threat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Severed Heads,
Country Teasers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
JFA,
The Leaves,
Gregory Isaacs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hardrive,
Boredoms,
Flash Fearless,
Warsaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Q and Not U,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Das Ding,
Ossler,
Althea and Donna,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roxette,
Fugazi,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maurizio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Standells,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.