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 Suriname and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Spandau Ballet to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pere Ubu,
Fluxion,
Drive Like Jehu,
Youth Brigade,
Jacob Miller,
Nirvana,
Zero Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marvin Gaye,
Yellowson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Theoretical Girls,
Ludus,
Susan Cadogan,
Aswad,
The Angels of Light,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lower 48,
Tim Buckley,
Maleditus Sound,
The Count Five,
H. Thieme,
The Smiths,
Visage,
Jeff Mills,
The Monochrome Set,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Enemy,
The Grass Roots,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Pretty Things,
Mars,
Derrick May,
Roxette,
Iggy Pop,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fad Gadget,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vainqueur,
Con Funk Shun,
Television,
Jimmy McGriff,
Faraquet,
Eddi Front,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Second Layer,
the Germs,
Avey Tare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Maurizio,
Shoche,
DJ Sneak,
The Knickerbockers,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.