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 Papua New Guinea and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grunge 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
the Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Motorama,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cure,
Alton Ellis,
Monolake,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cymande,
Boz Scaggs,
Bluetip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Morten Harket,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
Animal Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
Eurythmics,
Sugar Minott,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Audionom,
Jeff Mills,
Yazoo,
Soft Cell,
The Evens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lakeside,
Organ,
the Swans,
The Kinks,
Lungfish,
Porter Ricks,
Terry Callier,
Radiohead,
Slick Rick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fire Engines,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
Bob Dylan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marmalade,
Bootsy Collins,
Susan Cadogan,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Index,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.