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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Harmonia to the punk 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joyce Sims,
Agent Orange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
cv313,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
Tears for Fears,
New York Dolls,
Jeff Lynne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
The Doobie Brothers,
Whodini,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerrie Biddell,
Slave,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül,
Pantytec,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Porter Ricks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
The Knickerbockers,
Royal Trux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Subhumans,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
Derrick May,
Brass Construction,
Eddi Front,
The Happenings,
Nico,
Zapp,
John Lydon,
Skaos,
Animal Collective,
Yaz,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yazoo,
Talk Talk,
Sparks,
Magma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Warren Ellis,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.