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 Kenya and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roxette to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
K-Klass,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Saints,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Young Marble Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Hot Snakes,
Patti Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Goldenarms,
Don Cherry,
Black Sheep,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tim Buckley,
The Zeros,
June Days,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cameo,
Flamin' Groovies,
LL Cool J,
David Axelrod,
Alphaville,
Alice Coltrane,
Dual Sessions,
The Slackers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minnie Riperton,
Grauzone,
Outsiders,
Inner City,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Aaron Thompson,
Pulsallama,
R.M.O.,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders,
Idris Muhammad,
Rotary Connection,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boredoms,
Make Up,
The Gun Club,
Neu!,
Babytalk,
Wire,
Hoover,
Traffic Nightmare,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Schoolly D,
The Fuzztones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.