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 Madagascar and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 K-Klass to the techno 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Black Dice,
Lucky Dragons,
Stetsasonic,
Ossler,
Nik Kershaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
EPMD,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythm & Sound,
David McCallum,
Pagans,
Scott Walker,
Nas,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Juan Atkins,
Unrelated Segments,
The Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Brass Construction,
LL Cool J,
Ronan,
Eve St. Jones,
Iggy Pop,
The Invisible,
the Bar-Kays,
The Barracudas,
Piero Umiliani,
Eurythmics,
F. McDonald,
The Standells,
Erasure,
The Blues Magoos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter and Kerry,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
Fad Gadget,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Zeros,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quadrant,
La Düsseldorf,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Saints,
R.M.O.,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.