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 Grenada and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Unwound to the crunk 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Remains,
Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dennis Brown,
Pulsallama,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wally Richardson,
Aswad,
Simply Red,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Move,
Scott Walker,
Clear Light,
Marine Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Angry Samoans,
Surgeon,
Barbara Tucker,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slave,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hashim,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Porter Ricks,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
The Dead C,
Throbbing Gristle,
Colin Newman,
Sugar Minott,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Theoretical Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Green,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cure,
Niagra,
John Coltrane,
The Gories,
Rosa Yemen,
Intrusion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
the Normal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.