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 Serbia and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Arthur Verocai to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Arab on Radar,
Shuggie Otis,
Amazonics,
the Normal,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Circle Jerks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wasted Youth,
the Human League,
Los Fastidios,
Cymande,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fire Engines,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül,
The Five Americans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Smog,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Gang of Four,
Rod Modell,
The Selecter,
Dennis Brown,
Arthur Verocai,
Deakin,
Skriet,
The Wake,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Dawn Penn,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fluxion,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sällskapet,
The Sound,
Bill Wells,
Whodini,
Khruangbin,
The Birthday Party,
Arcadia,
Jesper Dahlback,
DJ Sneak,
Scan 7,
Morten Harket,
Minnie Riperton,
Model 500,
Warren Ellis,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.