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 Ethiopia and from Toronto.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the grunge 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Metal Thangz,
Agitation Free,
Gong,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Style,
The Birthday Party,
Hardrive,
Fela Kuti,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Chrome,
Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blancmange,
Kaleidoscope,
The Martian,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
Carl Craig,
Malaria!,
Boogie Down Productions,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masters at Work,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Eric Dolphy,
Angry Samoans,
F. McDonald,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Busters,
Ken Boothe,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Womack,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tommy Roe,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Bourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Davy DMX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Raincoats,
Royal Trux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
Minor Threat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
The Gap Band,
Section 25,
The Music Machine,
X-Ray Spex,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.