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 Tajikistan and from Copenhagen.
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 Halifax and Manchester.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Goldenarms to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Derrick May,
Newcleus,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reagan Youth,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Khruangbin,
The J.B.'s,
The Electric Prunes,
Arab on Radar,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joe Finger,
The Fortunes,
Kayak,
Electric Prunes,
LL Cool J,
Model 500,
The Human League,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül,
the Normal,
The Litter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Babytalk,
Faust,
Brothers Johnson,
Groovy Waters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
Little Man,
Tres Demented,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Motorama,
Cybotron,
Zero Boys,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Livin' Joy,
Suburban Knight,
Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Terry,
John Cale,
This Heat,
The Dead C,
Alison Limerick,
The Walker Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Easy Going,
Index,
Skaos,
Drive Like Jehu,
Janne Schatter,
the Association,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.