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 Kiribati and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rotary Connection 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Dennis Brown,
Tom Boy,
Nico,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Model 500,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hoover,
The Red Krayola,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gastr Del Sol,
Don Cherry,
Arab on Radar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Dawn Penn,
Alton Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Buzzcocks,
Blancmange,
Alphaville,
Marvin Gaye,
Letta Mbulu,
The Monks,
Rotary Connection,
the Fania All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
Procol Harum,
EPMD,
KRS-One,
The Motions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Schoolly D,
Faraquet,
The Evens,
Minutemen,
Brick,
Spandau Ballet,
David Axelrod,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jacob Miller,
the Soft Cell,
Wire,
Con Funk Shun,
Soft Machine,
Roxette,
The Saints,
New Order,
Leonard Cohen,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.