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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Black Dice to the grime 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Harry Pussy,
The Vogues,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABBA,
Angry Samoans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mo-Dettes,
The Trojans,
The Gories,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Funky Four + One,
The Blues Magoos,
Tubeway Army,
Second Layer,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacob Miller,
Saccharine Trust,
Monks,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
John Lydon,
Lyres,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
Q and Not U,
Jerry's Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Bananas,
Cymande,
Faust,
Jeff Mills,
The Doors,
Slave,
The Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
The Flesh Eaters,
Talk Talk,
Suburban Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cybotron,
Mantronix,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cramps,
EPMD,
Simply Red,
Theoretical Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Swans,
Pussy Galore,
Camouflage,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.