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 South Africa and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord 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 Negative Approach to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Wake,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
UT,
Mad Mike,
Carl Craig,
Zero Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pole,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
The Remains,
Inner City,
John Coltrane,
Eli Mardock,
Aswad,
Marc Almond,
E-Dancer,
Organ,
Nas,
The Cowsills,
Fat Boys,
Visage,
Joy Division,
The Vogues,
The Fall,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Negative Approach,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Colin Newman,
Fad Gadget,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Das Ding,
Adolescents,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Young Rascals,
Erykah Badu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stetsasonic,
Audionom,
Laurel Aitken,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultravox,
The Birthday Party,
Yellowson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
R.M.O.,
The Barracudas,
Lungfish,
X-102,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.