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 Cyprus and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 The Red Krayola to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Ronnie Foster,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Carl Craig,
LL Cool J,
Faraquet,
Guru Guru,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mummies,
Liliput,
The Sonics,
The Count Five,
Shoche,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Parry Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
World's Most,
Brand Nubian,
Eve St. Jones,
Sex Pistols,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Normal,
Moebius,
the Soft Cell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kaleidoscope,
Negative Approach,
Underground Resistance,
Ludus,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Remains,
New Order,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tim Buckley,
Marine Girls,
Brass Construction,
Reagan Youth,
Terry Callier,
Gabor Szabo,
Procol Harum,
The Birthday Party,
Soft Cell,
Tears for Fears,
Scott Walker,
Livin' Joy,
Amazonics,
David Axelrod,
Pussy Galore,
Yazoo,
Roxette,
Brothers Johnson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Erasure,
MDC,
Susan Cadogan,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.