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 Malta and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vainqueur to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Style,
In Retrospect,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
Sun City Girls,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
Moebius,
Niagra,
Accadde A,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Magazine,
The Evens,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crash Course in Science,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
The Count Five,
Newcleus,
PIL,
Reagan Youth,
Sam Rivers,
The Gap Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mo-Dettes,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul II Soul,
Cymande,
Technova,
Fatback Band,
Moss Icon,
Sonic Youth,
Mars,
Dark Day,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fela Kuti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swell Maps,
Skriet,
Ponytail,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Saints,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
Bill Near,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Grass Roots,
Lee Hazlewood,
Deakin,
Rotary Connection,
Prince Buster,
Oneida,
Main Source,
The Gun Club,
The Pretty Things,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.