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 Iraq and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Davy DMX to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Swell Maps,
Pagans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Johnny Osbourne,
New Order,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
LL Cool J,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donald Byrd,
Supertramp,
ABBA,
U.S. Maple,
Malaria!,
Franke,
Deadbeat,
Section 25,
Isaac Hayes,
The Martian,
Stockholm Monsters,
Make Up,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fugazi,
Gang of Four,
Byron Stingily,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Main Source,
Eurythmics,
Fatback Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Maleditus Sound,
Angry Samoans,
T.S.O.L.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stiv Bators,
Morten Harket,
JFA,
Cecil Taylor,
Essential Logic,
Lower 48,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gong,
Aaron Thompson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick May,
X-101,
Ice-T,
Ronan,
Spoonie Gee,
Interpol,
Mad Mike,
Barry Ungar,
Newcleus,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.