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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Sam Rivers,
Chris Corsano,
DNA,
The Blackbyrds,
Joy Division,
Rakim,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
Radiohead,
Frankie Knuckles,
Duran Duran,
Rhythm & Sound,
Qualms,
The Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Scratch Acid,
Janne Schatter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soulsonic Force,
John Cale,
Cluster,
The Fuzztones,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
Patti Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Morten Harket,
Danielle Patucci,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Slick Rick,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grey Daturas,
F. McDonald,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Oneida,
The Knickerbockers,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
Lucky Dragons,
James White and The Blacks,
Davy DMX,
A Certain Ratio,
Alton Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Blues Magoos,
Dark Day,
Scientists,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Womack,
Black Moon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Barracudas,
Chrome,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.