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 Switzerland and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Von Mondo to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Walker Brothers,
Clear Light,
The Golliwogs,
The Index,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
48th St. Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
DJ Sneak,
Boredoms,
China Crisis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Porter Ricks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Henry Cow,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Five Americans,
Q and Not U,
Lyres,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alton Ellis,
Malaria!,
the Association,
Deakin,
The Last Poets,
The Human League,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vainqueur,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skriet,
The Skatalites,
Adolescents,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
Little Man,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joy Division,
Arthur Verocai,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Martian,
Derrick Morgan,
the Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
Amon Düül II,
Underground Resistance,
Junior Murvin,
The Names,
World's Most,
Brass Construction,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott Heron,
David Bowie,
Technova,
Maleditus Sound,
Bill Near,
Sparks,
Minnie Riperton,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.