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 Mexico and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 The Buckinghams to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Eric Dolphy,
The Golliwogs,
The Monochrome Set,
The Moleskins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camberwell Now,
Buzzcocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantytec,
X-101,
Soft Machine,
New York Dolls,
Warren Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller,
CMW,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fall,
The Raincoats,
Technova,
The Fortunes,
The Fire Engines,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nico,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erasure,
JFA,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gap Band,
The Cramps,
Bobby Sherman,
Section 25,
Supertramp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Prince Buster,
Tres Demented,
New Age Steppers,
ABC,
Bush Tetras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dawn Penn,
The Doobie Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Carl Craig,
Isaac Hayes,
Lakeside,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Das Ding,
Moebius,
Mark Hollis,
The Young Rascals,
The Smiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.