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 Guinea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Guru Guru,
Sex Pistols,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sandy B,
Kayak,
The Smiths,
Morten Harket,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ituana,
Duran Duran,
Mantronix,
Hardrive,
June Days,
The Blues Magoos,
Lyres,
UT,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monks,
Section 25,
Max Romeo,
Schoolly D,
Cybotron,
Blossom Toes,
The Barracudas,
Altered Images,
The Walker Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Angry Samoans,
Funky Four + One,
Easy Going,
Letta Mbulu,
Icehouse,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
The Young Rascals,
China Crisis,
The Busters,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skaos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantaleimon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
Arcadia,
The Dirtbombs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Massinfluence,
Terry Callier,
Jerry's Kids,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.