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 Germany and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radiohead to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
The Vogues,
Scientists,
Clear Light,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neil Young,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radio Birdman,
Zero Boys,
Drexciya,
Camberwell Now,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
Whodini,
Patti Smith,
EPMD,
Terry Callier,
Dark Day,
Barrington Levy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Swans,
Rapeman,
The Young Rascals,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Livin' Joy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Buzzcocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Moon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cameo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
These Immortal Souls,
The Residents,
Lightning Bolt,
Wings,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Görl,
Gichy Dan,
The Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crooked Eye,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Christie,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter & Gordon,
Aswad,
The Mummies,
Sight & Sound,
Al Stewart,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.