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 St Lucia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Intrusion to the crunk 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Severed Heads,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Section 25,
Soft Machine,
Patti Smith,
The Dead C,
Nick Fraelich,
Icehouse,
Sparks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deadbeat,
Sound Behaviour,
Deakin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gories,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Japan,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mandrill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DNA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Little Man,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
John Lydon,
Johnny Clarke,
Ten City,
The Move,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blackbyrds,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marvin Gaye,
H. Thieme,
Intrusion,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Terry,
Radio Birdman,
The Kinks,
Albert Ayler,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.