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 the UAE and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Skarface to the rock 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
E-Dancer,
Minnie Riperton,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Chrome,
Glambeats Corp.,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Donald Byrd,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalann,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Swans,
The Gap Band,
Unwound,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
Warsaw,
The Moleskins,
Lou Christie,
Robert Hood,
The New Christs,
Theoretical Girls,
The Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
ABBA,
Massinfluence,
The Techniques,
The Move,
Hardrive,
Loose Ends,
The Happenings,
Spoonie Gee,
Sex Pistols,
Cal Tjader,
Scrapy,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Kinks,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The American Breed,
Donny Hathaway,
The Real Kids,
Ossler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cluster,
The Star Department,
Idris Muhammad,
Eurythmics,
EPMD,
Erasure,
Colin Newman,
Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Enemy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.