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 the UAE and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Connie Case to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blues Magoos,
Carl Craig,
Rosa Yemen,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Funkadelic,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Golliwogs,
Tears for Fears,
Yaz,
In Retrospect,
Interpol,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ossler,
Mars,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Pus,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sonics,
Pussy Galore,
Audionom,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pantytec,
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Agitation Free,
Dennis Brown,
Deadbeat,
Neu!,
The Black Dice,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mission of Burma,
Nirvana,
Moby Grape,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ituana,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mummies,
Rakim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Crooked Eye,
Sight & Sound,
Quantec,
Parry Music,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.