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 Zambia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 Zapp to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
Jacob Miller,
The Velvet Underground,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lakeside,
Sound Behaviour,
Matthew Halsall,
Babytalk,
cv313,
Anakelly,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry's Kids,
Intrusion,
Curtis Mayfield,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Maurizio,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Bourne,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slits,
Rakim,
Ossler,
the Bar-Kays,
Johnny Clarke,
Scan 7,
Q and Not U,
Traffic Nightmare,
Spandau Ballet,
John Foxx,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Subhumans,
Lindisfarne,
Eve St. Jones,
The Techniques,
Flash Fearless,
Groovy Waters,
Chris Corsano,
MDC,
LL Cool J,
Godley & Creme,
Ronnie Foster,
Unwound,
Japan,
Fear,
Anthony Braxton,
The Kinks,
Harpers Bizarre,
DNA,
Roger Hodgson,
Blancmange,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.