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 Tunisia and from Johannesburg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mission of Burma to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Sun City Girls,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fuzztones,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Trojans,
Derrick May,
Hashim,
JFA,
Nico,
Masters at Work,
The Blackbyrds,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Womack,
Youth Brigade,
Slick Rick,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
R.M.O.,
Marine Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Connie Case,
The United States of America,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
Alphaville,
Brick,
World's Most,
cv313,
Simply Red,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flash Fearless,
Sandy B,
Royal Trux,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Infiniti,
Vainqueur,
Ultravox,
Aaron Thompson,
One Last Wish,
The Moody Blues,
Excepter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.