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 Solomon Islands and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Man Parrish to the dance 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Flag,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monolake,
Reagan Youth,
Altered Images,
Grauzone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
The Offenders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aswad,
The United States of America,
Matthew Halsall,
UT,
David Bowie,
The Red Krayola,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Moleskins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agitation Free,
Dead Boys,
Ossler,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names,
Dual Sessions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Electric Prunes,
Bob Dylan,
Mantronix,
Ponytail,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Coltrane,
JFA,
Rod Modell,
PIL,
Deepchord,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Negative Approach,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker,
New Order,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cluster,
Jerry's Kids,
The Litter,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.