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 Serbia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Golliwogs,
Matthew Bourne,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
Byron Stingily,
Reuben Wilson,
Clear Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sugar Minott,
Alton Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Hill,
The Real Kids,
X-Ray Spex,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Maurizio,
The Divine Comedy,
Hasil Adkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arcadia,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
EPMD,
Chris & Cosey,
Mantronix,
The Cure,
Erykah Badu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Yaz,
Tears for Fears,
Kerrie Biddell,
Young Marble Giants,
The Leaves,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Black Dice,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camberwell Now,
Deadbeat,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pantytec,
Skriet,
Tubeway Army,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Dead C,
The Kinks,
David Axelrod,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fuzztones,
Stetsasonic,
The Blues Magoos,
The New Christs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.