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 Ivory Coast and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Judy Mowatt to the funk 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Aural Exciters,
Mars,
Mission of Burma,
Franke,
Eve St. Jones,
Oneida,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Count Five,
Khruangbin,
Lindisfarne,
The Saints,
The Leaves,
Kenny Larkin,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Connie Case,
Shoche,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Techniques,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Glambeats Corp.,
Graham Central Station,
Derrick Morgan,
Skriet,
Supertramp,
Fela Kuti,
The J.B.'s,
The Red Krayola,
Chris Corsano,
Duran Duran,
Banda Bassotti,
Dual Sessions,
New Age Steppers,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
the Association,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
World's Most,
Rekid,
Albert Ayler,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mojo Men,
Blake Baxter,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultra Naté,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drexciya,
Moebius,
Funky Four + One,
The Residents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Harpers Bizarre,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
KRS-One,
The Five Americans,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.