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 Bahamas and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Index to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fad Gadget,
Stiv Bators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roy Ayers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Halsall,
Deepchord,
ABBA,
Organ,
Pet Shop Boys,
FM Einheit,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Television,
Ken Boothe,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Sheep,
The Fortunes,
Mantronix,
Massinfluence,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alison Limerick,
Cybotron,
Swell Maps,
Funkadelic,
This Heat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Reagan Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Can,
Severed Heads,
Newcleus,
Vladislav Delay,
Prince Buster,
Magma,
The Divine Comedy,
Duran Duran,
Nik Kershaw,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scratch Acid,
Royal Trux,
Joy Division,
Kayak,
Barclay James Harvest,
Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Remains,
Ultravox,
Bobby Sherman,
The Modern Lovers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.