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 Luxembourg and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 X-102 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode 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?
Terry Callier,
Ituana,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Khruangbin,
Television,
The Seeds,
Joe Smooth,
Minnie Riperton,
Darondo,
Moebius,
the Swans,
Sugar Minott,
Negative Approach,
June of 44,
Loose Ends,
Bronski Beat,
The Misunderstood,
Babytalk,
Lungfish,
Q and Not U,
the Human League,
The Golliwogs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Motorama,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fad Gadget,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dave Gahan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Los Fastidios,
Franke,
The Fortunes,
Clear Light,
Iggy Pop,
The Walker Brothers,
Whodini,
Delta 5,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nico,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Audionom,
The Offenders,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Monolake,
Radiohead,
Half Japanese,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Piero Umiliani,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Green,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
Organ,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.