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 Haiti and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Maurizio to the grime 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Colin Newman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Buckinghams,
Man Parrish,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cramps,
The Angels of Light,
Fatback Band,
The Red Krayola,
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
Hoover,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Severed Heads,
Laurel Aitken,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Anakelly,
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
X-101,
Jimmy McGriff,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shoche,
Robert Wyatt,
Grauzone,
Freddie Wadling,
Cal Tjader,
Lucky Dragons,
Delon & Dalcan,
Urselle,
Skriet,
The Move,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
LL Cool J,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sister Nancy,
the Germs,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brass Construction,
Au Pairs,
Agent Orange,
the Normal,
Carl Craig,
Stiv Bators,
Mo-Dettes,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Real Kids,
Pantaleimon,
Ossler,
Bizarre Inc.,
La Düsseldorf,
Eli Mardock,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.