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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Index to the punk 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Pulsallama,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Buckinghams,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
Moby Grape,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
Stiv Bators,
Judy Mowatt,
Tubeway Army,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry's Kids,
James White and The Blacks,
Q65,
Bobby Sherman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monochrome Set,
Darondo,
Bang On A Can,
Minnie Riperton,
Soul Sonic Force,
Davy DMX,
Robert Wyatt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tropical Tobacco,
In Retrospect,
The Happenings,
Gang Starr,
Aswad,
Pole,
Rufus Thomas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
The J.B.'s,
Public Enemy,
Ludus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Infiniti,
The United States of America,
Danielle Patucci,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cal Tjader,
Inner City,
Barrington Levy,
Depeche Mode,
Laurel Aitken,
The Five Americans,
Warsaw,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Parry Music,
The Skatalites,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.