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 Ivory Coast and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 T.S.O.L. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
the Fania All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Agitation Free,
Con Funk Shun,
The Moody Blues,
The Monochrome Set,
Harry Pussy,
Urselle,
Zero Boys,
Don Cherry,
Chris & Cosey,
Technova,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris Corsano,
Quadrant,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tears for Fears,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Clarke,
Sugar Minott,
Laurel Aitken,
Derrick May,
The Red Krayola,
Rites of Spring,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amazonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rod Modell,
Brick,
Scrapy,
Scan 7,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Supertramp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tubeway Army,
Ituana,
Jawbox,
Traffic Nightmare,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
Tom Boy,
The Walker Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masters at Work,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cameo,
Skaos,
The Doors,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.