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 Liechtenstein and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Dead Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hardrive,
Barclay James Harvest,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultra Naté,
The Kinks,
Ornette Coleman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marmalade,
Minor Threat,
Talk Talk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Clarke,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tim Buckley,
The United States of America,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
The Stooges,
Swans,
Agitation Free,
Tubeway Army,
Donald Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Raincoats,
The Sonics,
Quantec,
Masters at Work,
Brass Construction,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pop Group,
Infiniti,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jeff Mills,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers,
the Sonics,
Black Pus,
Joey Negro,
Ludus,
Lalann,
Qualms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Theoretical Girls,
Youth Brigade,
Eve St. Jones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Amazonics,
Malaria!,
Robert Wyatt,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.