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 Korea North and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chrome to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Lindisfarne,
Eden Ahbez,
Audionom,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pierre Henry,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marvin Gaye,
Aaron Thompson,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minutemen,
Yaz,
Lalann,
Gong,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barbara Tucker,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
Barrington Levy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
The Shadows of Knight,
Television Personalities,
Hardrive,
Pole,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Sherman,
Wasted Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Rosa Yemen,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tres Demented,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Barracudas,
Henry Cow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Techniques,
The Fire Engines,
Cheater Slicks,
the Sonics,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
Talk Talk,
Alice Coltrane,
Japan,
The Slackers,
Colin Newman,
Zapp,
Outsiders,
Kenny Larkin,
Delta 5,
Scion,
Bobby Womack,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.