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 Tunisia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Banda Bassotti to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deepchord,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Hill,
Los Fastidios,
Alice Coltrane,
Marmalade,
Spandau Ballet,
Wasted Youth,
Moss Icon,
Lightning Bolt,
Surgeon,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
Lower 48,
The Velvet Underground,
Mad Mike,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Shuggie Otis,
Desert Stars,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brothers Johnson,
David McCallum,
Organ,
Flamin' Groovies,
Laurel Aitken,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
Maleditus Sound,
Blake Baxter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-101,
Flipper,
Ken Boothe,
Idris Muhammad,
LL Cool J,
Peter & Gordon,
Chrome,
The Seeds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marvin Gaye,
the Germs,
Pulsallama,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
The Black Dice,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.