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 Seychelles and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
The Modern Lovers,
Banda Bassotti,
Cymande,
The American Breed,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Selecter,
Josef K,
Delta 5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Patti Smith,
The Martian,
Prince Buster,
Derrick May,
Eden Ahbez,
Crash Course in Science,
The Kinks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Das Ding,
Electric Prunes,
Spoonie Gee,
These Immortal Souls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anakelly,
Matthew Bourne,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
AZ,
The Techniques,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echospace,
Connie Case,
Minny Pops,
Visage,
Outsiders,
Jeff Lynne,
Glenn Branca,
Clear Light,
Infiniti,
Isaac Hayes,
Marc Almond,
Camouflage,
John Foxx,
The Tremeloes,
DJ Style,
The Evens,
The Saints,
Bush Tetras,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
the Bar-Kays,
the Human League,
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.