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 Oman and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin 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 Eric Dolphy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Susan Cadogan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Warsaw,
Bob Dylan,
Grey Daturas,
Audionom,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Durutti Column,
The Saints,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moebius,
Chris & Cosey,
Popol Vuh,
Ten City,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Banda Bassotti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Duran Duran,
Cal Tjader,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Wells,
Fela Kuti,
Ossler,
The Music Machine,
Slave,
Sun Ra,
Erasure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brand Nubian,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
Albert Ayler,
Fluxion,
Make Up,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Names,
In Retrospect,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Hood,
The American Breed,
Cybotron,
Anthony Braxton,
48th St. Collective,
Connie Case,
Parry Music,
Altered Images,
The Slackers,
Blake Baxter,
Marine Girls,
Roxette,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.