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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alton Ellis to the dance 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Alton Ellis,
The Count Five,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Robert Görl,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
Au Pairs,
Scrapy,
Fear,
World's Most,
These Immortal Souls,
Lakeside,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stetsasonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
Roger Hodgson,
Aural Exciters,
The Knickerbockers,
a-ha,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
Shoche,
Flipper,
8 Eyed Spy,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
John Lydon,
The Modern Lovers,
cv313,
Erasure,
Camberwell Now,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wally Richardson,
X-101,
Harry Pussy,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sandy B,
Ultravox,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Inner City,
Kayak,
The Zeros,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Von Mondo,
Quantec,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Near,
Das Ding,
Erykah Badu,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.