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 Belize and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Amon Düül II to the grime 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dead C,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Motions,
Underground Resistance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Little Man,
Toni Rubio,
The Birthday Party,
Scan 7,
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers,
Mad Mike,
the Association,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neu!,
The Human League,
The Mummies,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Hood,
The Zeros,
Jacob Miller,
Gang of Four,
The New Christs,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Japan,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
Essential Logic,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masters at Work,
Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yaz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy Collins,
EPMD,
Gichy Dan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boredoms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Simply Red,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nico,
KRS-One,
Lindisfarne,
Jawbox,
The Cure,
Roger Hodgson,
Altered Images,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.