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 Uruguay and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Crime,
The Wake,
Barrington Levy,
The Count Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Slick Rick,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Flag,
The Mummies,
Kas Product,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kurtis Blow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Man Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultra Naté,
Kerrie Biddell,
Siglo XX,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Index,
Grey Daturas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
JFA,
Matthew Bourne,
Magazine,
Rapeman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Gang Dance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gichy Dan,
The Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Talk Talk,
H. Thieme,
Ornette Coleman,
Lower 48,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joensuu 1685,
Young Marble Giants,
D'Angelo,
Moby Grape,
Echospace,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
10cc,
Shuggie Otis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
Bronski Beat,
Charles Mingus,
KRS-One,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.