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 Taiwan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jimmy McGriff to the funk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Stiv Bators,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Human League,
MC5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Fania All-Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Maleditus Sound,
Quantec,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
X-102,
EPMD,
The Invisible,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lakeside,
Connie Case,
Bauhaus,
K-Klass,
Intrusion,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
Tim Buckley,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
Massinfluence,
The Martian,
Gong,
The Busters,
CMW,
Hashim,
Shuggie Otis,
Banda Bassotti,
Infiniti,
Bizarre Inc.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moebius,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Kerri Chandler,
Lucky Dragons,
A Certain Ratio,
Toni Rubio,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang of Four,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Black Dice,
The Cowsills,
Franke,
Faraquet,
Minor Threat,
The Offenders,
L. Decosne,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.