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 Jordan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Susan Cadogan,
Soft Machine,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerri Chandler,
Public Image Ltd.,
T. Rex,
The Trojans,
The Fall,
The Moody Blues,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Icehouse,
the Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Neon Judgement,
Accadde A,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New York Dolls,
Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
The Sonics,
Sister Nancy,
Angry Samoans,
Tommy Roe,
The Star Department,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Hood,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Smiths,
Aaron Thompson,
Siglo XX,
Khruangbin,
Dave Gahan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cluster,
The Beau Brummels,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smoke,
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
Sparks,
Marine Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Erykah Badu,
Scratch Acid,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
John Holt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deakin,
The Victims,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Essential Logic,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.