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 Belarus and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Carl Craig to the grunge 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Rosa Yemen,
Clear Light,
Alison Limerick,
Godley & Creme,
Make Up,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Soft Cell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Laurel Aitken,
Suicide,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chris & Cosey,
Loose Ends,
Severed Heads,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
T. Rex,
Thompson Twins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Au Pairs,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
48th St. Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aural Exciters,
The Red Krayola,
The Music Machine,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
Second Layer,
The Slackers,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
Echospace,
Scrapy,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
Henry Cow,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Flag,
Ken Boothe,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bauhaus,
Pere Ubu,
Intrusion,
Derrick Morgan,
Juan Atkins,
In Retrospect,
Wally Richardson,
Lucky Dragons,
Piero Umiliani,
Letta Mbulu,
Bang On A Can,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.