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 Belize and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes 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 Second Layer to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Boogie Down Productions,
Porter Ricks,
Rites of Spring,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Trojans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slick Rick,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gun Club,
The Gap Band,
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Christie,
Robert Wyatt,
Hoover,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Grauzone,
The Golliwogs,
Monolake,
The Cosmic Jokers,
World's Most,
Dave Gahan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tomorrow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Basic Channel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Buzzcocks,
Liliput,
Shuggie Otis,
Erasure,
Parry Music,
AZ,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marmalade,
Japan,
The Cramps,
Blossom Toes,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.