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 France and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Ralphi Rosario to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Kool Moe Dee,
June of 44,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grauzone,
The Seeds,
Arcadia,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hashim,
Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Swell Maps,
Quadrant,
James White and The Blacks,
Quando Quango,
Tears for Fears,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pole,
Aural Exciters,
Ronan,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Music Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
In Retrospect,
X-Ray Spex,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blues Magoos,
Derrick May,
Fluxion,
The Gun Club,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
KRS-One,
Barbara Tucker,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bang On A Can,
Siglo XX,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Christie,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wasted Youth,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
The Doors,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barrington Levy,
The Real Kids,
La Düsseldorf,
Chrome,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fat Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Andrew Hill,
Black Pus,
The Evens,
B.T. Express,
Public Enemy,
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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.