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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rap 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Amon Düül,
Flash Fearless,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Sun Ra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brass Construction,
Spandau Ballet,
Pantaleimon,
the Slits,
Mission of Burma,
The Buckinghams,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mo-Dettes,
Lindisfarne,
Sam Rivers,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
Slick Rick,
Gang Green,
ABC,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Human League,
H. Thieme,
Zero Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nils Olav,
Peter and Kerry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Don Cherry,
Aural Exciters,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
Blake Baxter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
KRS-One,
The Cosmic Jokers,
F. McDonald,
cv313,
Michelle Simonal,
MDC,
The Techniques,
Urselle,
Maleditus Sound,
The Motions,
Soulsonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
The Dead C,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxette,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.