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 Paraguay and from London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Quadrant to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Chrome,
Niagra,
Patti Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul II Soul,
Dead Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Eating Sloth,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
The Barracudas,
Cameo,
Fear,
Gang Gang Dance,
This Heat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cluster,
Radio Birdman,
Zero Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
OOIOO,
Gang Starr,
Marvin Gaye,
Bronski Beat,
Scratch Acid,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vainqueur,
A Certain Ratio,
The Black Dice,
Arcadia,
Alice Coltrane,
Khruangbin,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Litter,
The Names,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
the Normal,
Sugar Minott,
U.S. Maple,
Peter and Kerry,
The Music Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young,
The Victims,
The Offenders,
Glenn Branca,
The Pop Group,
Siglo XX,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott Heron,
B.T. Express,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.