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 Mozambique and from Manila.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Smog to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Interpol,
Todd Terry,
Massinfluence,
The Moody Blues,
X-101,
Gang Green,
Minutemen,
JFA,
The Fortunes,
Funky Four + One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
B.T. Express,
The Associates,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül II,
The Golliwogs,
Minny Pops,
The Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lyres,
The Slackers,
Bobby Byrd,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Holt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
Lucky Dragons,
New Order,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
Grey Daturas,
La Düsseldorf,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sam Rivers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moebius,
Skarface,
K-Klass,
The J.B.'s,
The Beau Brummels,
The Monks,
Neil Young,
X-Ray Spex,
Masters at Work,
Whodini,
Wings,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aaron Thompson,
Bill Wells,
Ten City,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.