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 Saudi Arabia and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Durutti Column to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Electric Prunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Talk Talk,
Eddi Front,
Roy Ayers,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
The United States of America,
the Association,
The Selecter,
Can,
Wings,
The Young Rascals,
Little Man,
Monolake,
Archie Shepp,
Funkadelic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Spoonie Gee,
Q and Not U,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
ABC,
The Smoke,
Shoche,
Albert Ayler,
Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
DNA,
Chris & Cosey,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
The Gap Band,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
The Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
The Star Department,
The Mummies,
Bootsy Collins,
Harmonia,
Sixth Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Birthday Party,
Prince Buster,
Connie Case,
Junior Murvin,
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Hood,
Thompson Twins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Pus,
Charles Mingus,
Procol Harum,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kurtis Blow,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.