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 Madagascar and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 DJ Style to the punk 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Idris Muhammad,
Das Ding,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Panda Bear,
China Crisis,
Fad Gadget,
the Association,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Vogues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Piero Umiliani,
Tubeway Army,
Gang of Four,
The Barracudas,
Connie Case,
Isaac Hayes,
Boredoms,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
Siglo XX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Man Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Colin Newman,
Grey Daturas,
Black Bananas,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
Roy Ayers,
James White and The Blacks,
Crooked Eye,
The Martian,
The Fuzztones,
Public Enemy,
Johnny Clarke,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
The Skatalites,
The Monks,
The Evens,
Eurythmics,
Hasil Adkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minny Pops,
Goldenarms,
The Mummies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Techniques,
Todd Rundgren,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.