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 Romania and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 Kaleidoscope to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
One Last Wish,
Lou Christie,
Fluxion,
Loose Ends,
cv313,
Khruangbin,
Rapeman,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
Neu!,
Aaron Thompson,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glenn Branca,
The Leaves,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric B and Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
A Certain Ratio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pussy Galore,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
The Litter,
Talk Talk,
Joy Division,
Arab on Radar,
Easy Going,
The Selecter,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scientists,
Shoche,
Deepchord,
Sight & Sound,
Zero Boys,
Eddi Front,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monks,
Rakim,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Order,
Black Sheep,
Hot Snakes,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Wells,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed,
Alison Limerick,
the Human League,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.