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 El Salvador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Nas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Bluetip,
Underground Resistance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Altered Images,
Leonard Cohen,
In Retrospect,
Aswad,
Rites of Spring,
The Divine Comedy,
Agent Orange,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Move,
The Leaves,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalann,
Parry Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
The Tremeloes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anthony Braxton,
Al Stewart,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
Yellowson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Index,
Deadbeat,
Davy DMX,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gabor Szabo,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Bourne,
Subhumans,
Gichy Dan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sugar Minott,
The Knickerbockers,
The Saints,
Hasil Adkins,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Max Romeo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Vainqueur,
Skarface,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.