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 Tuvalu and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Godley & Creme,
Agent Orange,
Half Japanese,
Tom Boy,
The Gun Club,
Danielle Patucci,
Archie Shepp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Starr,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama,
The Gap Band,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
Lakeside,
Brand Nubian,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Q65,
Das Ding,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
L. Decosne,
Byron Stingily,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
CMW,
Mad Mike,
DNA,
Rosa Yemen,
The Moody Blues,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lindisfarne,
The Modern Lovers,
Ludus,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
kango's stein massive,
The Durutti Column,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pylon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lalann,
Joy Division,
Little Man,
The Associates,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Wake,
Amon Düül II,
Hashim,
Pussy Galore,
Massinfluence,
JFA,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.