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 Russia and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin 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?
Eve St. Jones,
Japan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Supertramp,
Crime,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Skaos,
Easy Going,
The Zeros,
Half Japanese,
Bob Dylan,
Moss Icon,
Dead Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Mission of Burma,
The Searchers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Associates,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
Vainqueur,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bill Near,
The J.B.'s,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
the Sonics,
Dawn Penn,
Judy Mowatt,
Suicide,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Urselle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Make Up,
X-Ray Spex,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Raincoats,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Germs,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skriet,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
T.S.O.L.,
Negative Approach,
Whodini,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lee Hazlewood,
LL Cool J,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.