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 Albania 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Letta Mbulu to the jazz 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Pantytec,
Johnny Clarke,
The Selecter,
Bootsy Collins,
Glenn Branca,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cramps,
Con Funk Shun,
Bauhaus,
Symarip,
Banda Bassotti,
Barbara Tucker,
Archie Shepp,
Stetsasonic,
Niagra,
Eric Dolphy,
CMW,
Gregory Isaacs,
Saccharine Trust,
Sugar Minott,
Ituana,
The Barracudas,
The Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grauzone,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sister Nancy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Buzzcocks,
Outsiders,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
Yellowson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terrestrial Tones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lungfish,
T.S.O.L.,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
L. Decosne,
Eli Mardock,
Circle Jerks,
The Seeds,
Black Sheep,
Excepter,
Chrome,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Thompson Twins,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.