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 Bangladesh and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deepchord to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
Panda Bear,
the Fania All-Stars,
Index,
Interpol,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Theoretical Girls,
Brand Nubian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Graham Central Station,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
Colin Newman,
Skriet,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Todd Terry,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
Outsiders,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Donald Byrd,
Gichy Dan,
Mary Jane Girls,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Agent Orange,
Carl Craig,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sam Rivers,
Alphaville,
Blossom Toes,
Alice Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
Television Personalities,
Letta Mbulu,
Lindisfarne,
kango's stein massive,
Magma,
Jeru the Damaja,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
UT,
Ossler,
Little Man,
Moebius,
The Evens,
Pierre Henry,
The Saints,
Blancmange,
John Cale,
the Soft Cell,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.