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 Gabon and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Symarip,
David McCallum,
Derrick Morgan,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultravox,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Davy DMX,
Wally Richardson,
The Motions,
Bob Dylan,
FM Einheit,
The Dirtbombs,
the Association,
Flipper,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cameo,
Henry Cow,
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
Slave,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
B.T. Express,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boz Scaggs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barbara Tucker,
Funkadelic,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Adolescents,
R.M.O.,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Cell,
Lou Christie,
Model 500,
Suburban Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Pagans,
Idris Muhammad,
Eli Mardock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scott Walker,
The Knickerbockers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Age Steppers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moody Blues,
Albert Ayler,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
Anthony Braxton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eve St. Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.