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 Vietnam and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Music Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donny Hathaway,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suburban Knight,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Womack,
New York Dolls,
Make Up,
Soft Cell,
One Last Wish,
Nik Kershaw,
Dawn Penn,
Gong,
PIL,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mr. Review,
DJ Style,
Zero Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Ten City,
Sparks,
Faraquet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Techniques,
Liliput,
Deakin,
Cameo,
Matthew Bourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Trumans Water,
Don Cherry,
The New Christs,
Reagan Youth,
Lyres,
Grey Daturas,
The Young Rascals,
48th St. Collective,
Mission of Burma,
Marc Almond,
Robert Wyatt,
The Invisible,
Basic Channel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arcadia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Henry Cow,
Stetsasonic,
Babytalk,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.