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 Poland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Joe Smooth to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Carl Craig,
Ponytail,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
China Crisis,
Infiniti,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
Sparks,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scratch Acid,
the Swans,
The Vogues,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
Junior Murvin,
Underground Resistance,
The Gun Club,
Steve Hackett,
Q and Not U,
Kenny Larkin,
Stetsasonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Victims,
Cal Tjader,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABC,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Monolake,
The Dead C,
Sandy B,
Patti Smith,
The Grass Roots,
Alison Limerick,
Zero Boys,
Malaria!,
Deakin,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
Qualms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Basic Channel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fatback Band,
The Gories,
Janne Schatter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mojo Men,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.