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 St Lucia and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
The Smiths,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Sneak,
Prince Buster,
Kevin Saunderson,
Underground Resistance,
Television,
Roy Ayers,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Human League,
Pierre Henry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unwound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Style,
Whodini,
Cymande,
Judy Mowatt,
Slave,
Letta Mbulu,
EPMD,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Trumans Water,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Silicon Teens,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alphaville,
Quantec,
Dead Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Rekid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Toasters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deepchord,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
Michelle Simonal,
Tears for Fears,
Moebius,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Davy DMX,
The Monochrome Set,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.