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 Papua New Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Talk Talk to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Von Mondo,
Harry Pussy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Starr,
Radio Birdman,
CMW,
Rod Modell,
The Divine Comedy,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Ossler,
The Blackbyrds,
Faraquet,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
the Germs,
Japan,
The Evens,
Con Funk Shun,
Livin' Joy,
Negative Approach,
Sam Rivers,
The Doors,
The Golliwogs,
Fela Kuti,
F. McDonald,
Symarip,
Roger Hodgson,
The Walker Brothers,
Goldenarms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pole,
The Monochrome Set,
MDC,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dual Sessions,
Deadbeat,
Magma,
Slave,
Archie Shepp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Urselle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Circle Jerks,
Ice-T,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barry Ungar,
Bronski Beat,
Newcleus,
Flash Fearless,
Judy Mowatt,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.