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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terrestrial Tones to the grime 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Siglo XX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
Brass Construction,
UT,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Make Up,
Dawn Penn,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Eurythmics,
Deepchord,
Faraquet,
Minnie Riperton,
Shuggie Otis,
Godley & Creme,
Yaz,
ABBA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lightning Bolt,
Wally Richardson,
Sun City Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gladiators,
John Holt,
Adolescents,
Kerri Chandler,
Blake Baxter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flash Fearless,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
Television,
In Retrospect,
Yusef Lateef,
Blancmange,
Quadrant,
Scientists,
June of 44,
Von Mondo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tommy Roe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spoonie Gee,
Cluster,
Roger Hodgson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Motorama,
Loose Ends,
Harmonia,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.