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 Israel and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes 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 ABC to the dance 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Pylon,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unwound,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Organ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Saints,
Hashim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
In Retrospect,
The Monochrome Set,
Panda Bear,
Lungfish,
OOIOO,
Dead Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
Crispian St. Peters,
U.S. Maple,
Fear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Hasil Adkins,
X-102,
Can,
the Germs,
The Fire Engines,
Average White Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
The Mojo Men,
Negative Approach,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vainqueur,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Wyatt,
Mo-Dettes,
Urselle,
Kas Product,
The Neon Judgement,
Cal Tjader,
Leonard Cohen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Drexciya,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.