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 Kyrgyzstan and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Susan Cadogan,
Saccharine Trust,
Flipper,
Crooked Eye,
The Five Americans,
Warsaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Vogues,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
The Cramps,
Fugazi,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jacob Miller,
Absolute Body Control,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Holt,
Kenny Larkin,
Vainqueur,
Simply Red,
The Real Kids,
Public Enemy,
Joe Smooth,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
Judy Mowatt,
Wire,
Main Source,
Arab on Radar,
Reuben Wilson,
Mo-Dettes,
The Human League,
The Residents,
Soulsonic Force,
Monolake,
The Monochrome Set,
Country Teasers,
Alton Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
ABBA,
Neil Young,
Radio Birdman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lucky Dragons,
Amazonics,
The Gladiators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
Aural Exciters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric B and Rakim,
Royal Trux,
Sex Pistols,
Delon & Dalcan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.