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 Burkina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Patti Smith to the rock 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Roy Ayers,
Hardrive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Spandau Ballet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Bauhaus,
Ituana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Severed Heads,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Associates,
Deadbeat,
Eli Mardock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quadrant,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kaleidoscope,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
The Dirtbombs,
Babytalk,
Theoretical Girls,
Prince Buster,
Desert Stars,
Rites of Spring,
KRS-One,
Technova,
Panda Bear,
Simply Red,
The Motions,
Excepter,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Music Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Jandek,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cure,
Vainqueur,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.