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 Pakistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 Busters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Trumans Water,
Shuggie Otis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yellowson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ronnie Foster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mandrill,
The Birthday Party,
Sarah Menescal,
Crooked Eye,
AZ,
The Invisible,
Hoover,
Rakim,
The Fall,
Mantronix,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pussy Galore,
Second Layer,
Susan Cadogan,
MC5,
Essential Logic,
The Count Five,
ABC,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sight & Sound,
Index,
The Searchers,
Black Flag,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
Sugar Minott,
David McCallum,
Kerrie Biddell,
Warsaw,
Albert Ayler,
Kayak,
The Saints,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Bourne,
The Mojo Men,
Soft Machine,
The Slackers,
Niagra,
Quando Quango,
The Doors,
The Mummies,
LL Cool J,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.