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 Azerbaijan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Invisible to the funk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Erykah Badu,
The Trojans,
Josef K,
Faust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ossler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Schoolly D,
Gabor Szabo,
Sex Pistols,
Cameo,
Faraquet,
The Walker Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
The Neon Judgement,
Oneida,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
Public Enemy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
The Wake,
Sonic Youth,
The Pop Group,
Darondo,
Mandrill,
Sight & Sound,
F. McDonald,
Japan,
This Heat,
Television,
Barbara Tucker,
Rufus Thomas,
In Retrospect,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
B.T. Express,
Erasure,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Bourne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dead Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
The Fall,
the Soft Cell,
Scrapy,
48th St. Collective,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.