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 Samoa and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Techniques to the grime 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Cybotron,
Skarface,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
The Kinks,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
Echospace,
The Count Five,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Altered Images,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Clear Light,
Pantaleimon,
Mo-Dettes,
John Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Camberwell Now,
Fad Gadget,
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
Michelle Simonal,
Q65,
Joensuu 1685,
Section 25,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
The Moody Blues,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Graham Central Station,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Angry Samoans,
Howard Jones,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dead C,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pole,
ABBA,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bluetip,
Zero Boys,
Bauhaus,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
Henry Cow,
Spandau Ballet,
The Leaves,
Shuggie Otis,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cowsills,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.