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 Laos and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Germs to the techno 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Sound,
Surgeon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cluster,
Sun City Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Swans,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
The Searchers,
Bobby Sherman,
Mr. Review,
Inner City,
PIL,
Outsiders,
The Gories,
AZ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zero Boys,
Interpol,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Evens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spandau Ballet,
Urselle,
Babytalk,
Fela Kuti,
The Invisible,
The Remains,
Kerri Chandler,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter and Kerry,
Vainqueur,
Brand Nubian,
The Blackbyrds,
Thee Headcoats,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Moon,
Smog,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Christie,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
Brass Construction,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tomorrow,
Max Romeo,
Kayak,
Deepchord,
Bill Near,
Mark Hollis,
The Selecter,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.