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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin 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 Essential Logic to the disco 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall 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?
Kerrie Biddell,
Model 500,
Mary Jane Girls,
Zero Boys,
Audionom,
Outsiders,
Scientists,
Carl Craig,
Newcleus,
Stetsasonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sly & The Family Stone,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radio Birdman,
Zapp,
John Holt,
Khruangbin,
Dennis Brown,
David McCallum,
Wire,
The Invisible,
Aural Exciters,
Robert Görl,
The Cramps,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Motions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fatback Band,
Rod Modell,
Desert Stars,
Organ,
Trumans Water,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
The Mummies,
The Modern Lovers,
Glenn Branca,
World's Most,
EPMD,
Rites of Spring,
Godley & Creme,
Hoover,
Rapeman,
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
48th St. Collective,
JFA,
Gichy Dan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins,
Fela Kuti,
Country Teasers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.