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 East Timor and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Aloha Tigers,
Eli Mardock,
The Gap Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Roxette,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Neon Judgement,
Monks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
Urselle,
Crash Course in Science,
Toni Rubio,
Funky Four + One,
Essential Logic,
Quando Quango,
Jawbox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Spoonie Gee,
The Selecter,
Gang Starr,
Newcleus,
Bootsy Collins,
The Electric Prunes,
Wally Richardson,
B.T. Express,
The Zeros,
The Invisible,
The Smiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marc Almond,
Gichy Dan,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dawn Penn,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Machine,
Minny Pops,
Theoretical Girls,
Vainqueur,
Sun City Girls,
Parry Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rapeman,
The Gories,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Hashim,
Isaac Hayes,
Fat Boys,
Tom Boy,
The Tremeloes,
Ultra Naté,
The Human League,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.