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 Hungary and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Organ to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stiv Bators,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Osbourne,
These Immortal Souls,
Rites of Spring,
Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bill Wells,
Chrome,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick Morgan,
Flash Fearless,
Lucky Dragons,
Nation of Ulysses,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
JFA,
Tom Boy,
Q65,
Wally Richardson,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
The Saints,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nas,
ABC,
Popol Vuh,
Terry Callier,
Guru Guru,
Davy DMX,
Das Ding,
Ten City,
Reagan Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
Letta Mbulu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neu!,
the Sonics,
The Gories,
OOIOO,
the Bar-Kays,
Lyres,
Moby Grape,
Godley & Creme,
The Fugs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Procol Harum,
Crash Course in Science,
Colin Newman,
Kurtis Blow,
Icehouse,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.