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 Morocco 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple,
Motorama,
Boredoms,
Cymande,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tommy Roe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Teasers,
Amazonics,
Ronan,
John Holt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Audionom,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Womack,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
Byron Stingily,
Moebius,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül,
The Invisible,
Stiv Bators,
Quadrant,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Gang Dance,
Al Stewart,
Kaleidoscope,
Harpers Bizarre,
Glenn Branca,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
H. Thieme,
A Certain Ratio,
Ten City,
Dead Boys,
Warsaw,
Aural Exciters,
The Fortunes,
Anakelly,
Carl Craig,
Accadde A,
Sight & Sound,
Rakim,
Moss Icon,
Mantronix,
Agitation Free,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Q65,
the Soft Cell,
Leonard Cohen,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric Dolphy,
Scrapy,
John Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.