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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Gerry Rafferty 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Youth Brigade,
Harmonia,
Sister Nancy,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Stooges,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
KRS-One,
Lyres,
Black Bananas,
Archie Shepp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
This Heat,
Sex Pistols,
Yellowson,
Jawbox,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cecil Taylor,
Bill Wells,
Jandek,
The Invisible,
Tubeway Army,
The Star Department,
The Slits,
Joyce Sims,
The Real Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
The Vogues,
The Standells,
The Remains,
the Fania All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Severed Heads,
Ronan,
A Certain Ratio,
Spoonie Gee,
Sarah Menescal,
H. Thieme,
Stetsasonic,
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans,
The Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Siglo XX,
The Detroit Cobras,
Swans,
Aaron Thompson,
Cybotron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Newcleus,
Banda Bassotti,
In Retrospect,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.