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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 UT 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Angels of Light,
Prince Buster,
Skriet,
Bobby Womack,
David McCallum,
FM Einheit,
The J.B.'s,
John Cale,
X-101,
Lakeside,
Maleditus Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Massinfluence,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barbara Tucker,
Arab on Radar,
Lightning Bolt,
The Trojans,
Kas Product,
The Martian,
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rufus Thomas,
Don Cherry,
New Age Steppers,
Roxette,
ABC,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Trumans Water,
Flipper,
Slick Rick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joyce Sims,
Y Pants,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Lydon,
Make Up,
Au Pairs,
Kurtis Blow,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
Liliput,
Alice Coltrane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Flag,
The Velvet Underground,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ponytail,
The Red Krayola,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.