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 Philippines and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Absolute Body Control to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Japan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Chris Corsano,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Anakelly,
Davy DMX,
The Music Machine,
John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
Byron Stingily,
Tim Buckley,
CMW,
Howard Jones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Au Pairs,
Ossler,
Motorama,
The Dirtbombs,
Zapp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spoonie Gee,
The Five Americans,
Stetsasonic,
Scratch Acid,
John Coltrane,
Gang Green,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Donald Byrd,
The Cowsills,
Simply Red,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang of Four,
Subhumans,
Josef K,
Zero Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Tom Boy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lyres,
Tommy Roe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monolake,
The Young Rascals,
Chrome,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
World's Most,
Marine Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
China Crisis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.