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 Angola and from Accra.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Faust to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slick Rick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxette,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick Morgan,
Minor Threat,
Gang Gang Dance,
David McCallum,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Human League,
Chris Corsano,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Bush Tetras,
Public Enemy,
Black Pus,
Harmonia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Half Japanese,
Idris Muhammad,
Bill Wells,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Supertramp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Das Ding,
Rapeman,
The Smiths,
Anakelly,
Johnny Clarke,
Max Romeo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Velvet Underground,
New York Dolls,
Steve Hackett,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
The Electric Prunes,
Kerri Chandler,
Fat Boys,
DNA,
The Remains,
These Immortal Souls,
Hashim,
Fear,
The Barracudas,
Hasil Adkins,
Hardrive,
Moby Grape,
the Swans,
Parry Music,
The Mojo Men,
Television,
Morten Harket,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.