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 Nicaragua and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sonny Sharrock 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stetsasonic,
The Vogues,
Lindisfarne,
DJ Style,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Zeros,
Drexciya,
Easy Going,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalann,
The Doobie Brothers,
David McCallum,
The Fortunes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Crash Course in Science,
The Smoke,
Moss Icon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Age Steppers,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers,
Erykah Badu,
Anthony Braxton,
Bronski Beat,
Hasil Adkins,
Dual Sessions,
Ornette Coleman,
Roxette,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chris Corsano,
Sparks,
Dennis Brown,
Byron Stingily,
Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Starr,
Morten Harket,
Jawbox,
Model 500,
Neu!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minutemen,
La Düsseldorf,
The Young Rascals,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tubeway Army,
Howard Jones,
Patti Smith,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.