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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Basic Channel to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
Junior Murvin,
The Young Rascals,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Masters at Work,
Marvin Gaye,
Warsaw,
The Martian,
Charles Mingus,
Cameo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anakelly,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Carl Craig,
Deakin,
Darondo,
F. McDonald,
Procol Harum,
Fela Kuti,
Camberwell Now,
Jacob Miller,
Pulsallama,
Urselle,
Fear,
Yazoo,
David McCallum,
The Fire Engines,
Lungfish,
Silicon Teens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy Collins,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
The Velvet Underground,
The Last Poets,
Mad Mike,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Christie,
Eden Ahbez,
Stiv Bators,
ABBA,
Public Enemy,
The Human League,
Scott Walker,
Infiniti,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Golliwogs,
Sam Rivers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter & Gordon,
Rotary Connection,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.