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 Benin and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Gun Club to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Newcleus,
Popol Vuh,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Talk Talk,
Funkadelic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warren Ellis,
Hashim,
FM Einheit,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cheater Slicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DJ Style,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lower 48,
Scion,
Roxette,
Fatback Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wasted Youth,
Altered Images,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Doors,
Mandrill,
One Last Wish,
The Electric Prunes,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
London Community Gospel Choir,
T. Rex,
June of 44,
Organ,
David Axelrod,
Thee Headcoats,
Albert Ayler,
Camouflage,
Suicide,
Jimmy McGriff,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jacob Miller,
Outsiders,
Deakin,
Absolute Body Control,
Funky Four + One,
Gichy Dan,
The Black Dice,
Babytalk,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Al Stewart,
Mantronix,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.