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 Palau and from Johannesburg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the rap 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Fat Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sonics,
Harmonia,
Outsiders,
Bauhaus,
The Fugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Nation of Ulysses,
PIL,
AZ,
Qualms,
Morten Harket,
Lungfish,
kango's stein massive,
X-102,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Black Dice,
MC5,
Inner City,
Popol Vuh,
Nas,
Cymande,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dead C,
Quando Quango,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
MDC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dawn Penn,
Alton Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Yusef Lateef,
DNA,
Hashim,
Mad Mike,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erasure,
Rakim,
Scott Walker,
Archie Shepp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronan,
FM Einheit,
Sex Pistols,
Letta Mbulu,
Yazoo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronnie Foster,
Newcleus,
The Cowsills,
The Velvet Underground,
June Days,
UT,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.