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 Madagascar and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Albert Ayler to the grime 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joy Division,
John Lydon,
the Association,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Con Funk Shun,
Subhumans,
Make Up,
The Star Department,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
Idris Muhammad,
Hashim,
Rosa Yemen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Velvet Underground,
Supertramp,
Ken Boothe,
Essential Logic,
The Shadows of Knight,
AZ,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Rufus Thomas,
Basic Channel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Moleskins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flipper,
Graham Central Station,
Saccharine Trust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nils Olav,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultra Naté,
Danielle Patucci,
Pole,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Germs,
Faraquet,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wire,
Jacob Miller,
Sound Behaviour,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marmalade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Animal Collective,
The Martian,
Ornette Coleman,
Wasted Youth,
Gang Green,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.