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 Argentina and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Warren Ellis 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Yellowson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hot Snakes,
Marmalade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scion,
Au Pairs,
Duran Duran,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Angels of Light,
Crooked Eye,
John Holt,
Sparks,
Susan Cadogan,
Rotary Connection,
Andrew Hill,
Camouflage,
Spandau Ballet,
Lyres,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The United States of America,
Half Japanese,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare,
The Modern Lovers,
Crime,
Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sällskapet,
MDC,
Wasted Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
Terry Callier,
JFA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kenny Larkin,
Pierre Henry,
Clear Light,
Average White Band,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ralphi Rosario,
Curtis Mayfield,
One Last Wish,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Soft Cell,
Supertramp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brick,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.