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 Nepal and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 David McCallum to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rosa Yemen,
Fluxion,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pantaleimon,
The Fortunes,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Dead Boys,
Suicide,
Can,
Scott Walker,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
The Searchers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxette,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roxy Music,
X-Ray Spex,
Mr. Review,
Laurel Aitken,
Cameo,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Byrd,
Simply Red,
Accadde A,
Depeche Mode,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultra Naté,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sonic Youth,
Fugazi,
The Trojans,
Echospace,
The Martian,
The Monochrome Set,
Brick,
Johnny Clarke,
Massinfluence,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Intrusion,
Bronski Beat,
Bad Manners,
Althea and Donna,
F. McDonald,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Dual Sessions,
The Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
Shoche,
ABC,
Technova,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.