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 Panama and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Iggy Pop to the dance 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
The New Christs,
Schoolly D,
Groovy Waters,
Fluxion,
Junior Murvin,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brand Nubian,
Royal Trux,
H. Thieme,
Los Fastidios,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
Davy DMX,
Barrington Levy,
Vainqueur,
The Monks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
The Motions,
Rakim,
Nico,
Max Romeo,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Wake,
Yazoo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Public Image Ltd.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Procol Harum,
Dark Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pierre Henry,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
Q and Not U,
The Sonics,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
Stetsasonic,
Rotary Connection,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minor Threat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Charles Mingus,
Bill Near,
Sun City Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
X-101,
Dennis Brown,
Qualms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nirvana,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
The Last Poets,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.