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 Bhutan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Faraquet to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Shuggie Otis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Althea and Donna,
Jacob Miller,
Eve St. Jones,
CMW,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joyce Sims,
The Monochrome Set,
Oneida,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Negative Approach,
Unrelated Segments,
Au Pairs,
The Toasters,
Drexciya,
Sound Behaviour,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Index,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Barbara Tucker,
Circle Jerks,
Eddi Front,
The Doors,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
FM Einheit,
Morten Harket,
The Last Poets,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q65,
Tommy Roe,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
B.T. Express,
The Five Americans,
Underground Resistance,
Quantec,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
Moss Icon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scrapy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Neil Young,
Mo-Dettes,
The Detroit Cobras,
EPMD,
Hoover,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.