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 Gambia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Salvador and Spokane.
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 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 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 The Wake 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Arcadia,
Popol Vuh,
Panda Bear,
Idris Muhammad,
Oblivians,
Lindisfarne,
Max Romeo,
X-102,
Janne Schatter,
the Fania All-Stars,
Parry Music,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Can,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Grass Roots,
Newcleus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soft Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
Kas Product,
Television,
OOIOO,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MDC,
Drexciya,
Pantytec,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Index,
Nirvana,
Soul II Soul,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Howard Jones,
Index,
The Sonics,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gladiators,
Boz Scaggs,
The Pop Group,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wire,
The Remains,
Cluster,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sound Behaviour,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Almond,
The Raincoats,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
FM Einheit,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
Kenny Larkin,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.