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 Portugal and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pop Group to the disco 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Metal Thangz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rosa Yemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
Steve Hackett,
Freddie Wadling,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minny Pops,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delta 5,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed,
Rekid,
Simply Red,
Dark Day,
Pylon,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Smoke,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
Howard Jones,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Moon,
Young Marble Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q65,
The Black Dice,
Pierre Henry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Outsiders,
Radio Birdman,
Gong,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wasted Youth,
Yaz,
Nirvana,
Public Enemy,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
ABC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang Starr,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blackbyrds,
Isaac Hayes,
Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amazonics,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.