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 Kiribati and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 Sly & The Family Stone 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Marshall Jefferson,
The United States of America,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Simply Red,
Eric Dolphy,
David Axelrod,
10cc,
The Misunderstood,
Country Teasers,
Ronan,
Dual Sessions,
Agitation Free,
Connie Case,
John Holt,
Underground Resistance,
Nico,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sex Pistols,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jimmy McGriff,
Magma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
JFA,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Amon Düül,
Erykah Badu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jandek,
KRS-One,
Roger Hodgson,
Q and Not U,
The Moody Blues,
David Bowie,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donald Byrd,
Japan,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Royal Trux,
Marmalade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lyres,
Newcleus,
Ice-T,
Second Layer,
Index,
X-Ray Spex,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Pantytec,
Kaleidoscope,
Gichy Dan,
Nils Olav,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Ohio Players,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.