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 Malawi and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 Scientists to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Graham Central Station,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
Barrington Levy,
cv313,
Stereo Dub,
Panda Bear,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mummies,
Harry Pussy,
a-ha,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang Starr,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Procol Harum,
China Crisis,
Robert Görl,
Mr. Review,
Buzzcocks,
Accadde A,
Skriet,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
Fad Gadget,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Remains,
Main Source,
Eli Mardock,
The Tremeloes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deadbeat,
E-Dancer,
Tim Buckley,
Man Eating Sloth,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dead C,
UT,
Rotary Connection,
The Birthday Party,
Magma,
Yazoo,
The Doors,
Stetsasonic,
Unwound,
Scrapy,
Adolescents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Smooth,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.