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 Kuwait and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 New Order to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Malaria!,
Harry Pussy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skarface,
Leonard Cohen,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joe Smooth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mars,
Blancmange,
Accadde A,
Matthew Halsall,
Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Joensuu 1685,
Heaven 17,
OOIOO,
Danielle Patucci,
Khruangbin,
Bush Tetras,
Drexciya,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crooked Eye,
Qualms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gories,
Carl Craig,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Popol Vuh,
John Cale,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Sheep,
Sarah Menescal,
Prince Buster,
The J.B.'s,
These Immortal Souls,
The Tremeloes,
The Leaves,
Kool Moe Dee,
DNA,
Severed Heads,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Buckinghams,
Procol Harum,
Lungfish,
Magma,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fire Engines,
Sight & Sound,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.