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 South Africa and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Donald Fagen 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
The Fire Engines,
Roxette,
Ten City,
Peter & Gordon,
48th St. Collective,
Can,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
K-Klass,
Camberwell Now,
Liliput,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Darondo,
Thompson Twins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare,
Icehouse,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
Chris Corsano,
Aswad,
Jeff Lynne,
The Leaves,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
Babytalk,
Arab on Radar,
The Barracudas,
James White and The Blacks,
Godley & Creme,
The Divine Comedy,
Rod Modell,
Pierre Henry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
June of 44,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
Bobby Womack,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythm & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ken Boothe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dirtbombs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Desert Stars,
Faraquet,
The Techniques,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.