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 Cyprus and from Philadelphia.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 cv313 to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kayak,
Second Layer,
Eddi Front,
E-Dancer,
Don Cherry,
Average White Band,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
Stetsasonic,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bronski Beat,
The Pop Group,
Au Pairs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Panda Bear,
Mandrill,
Donny Hathaway,
Camberwell Now,
Hot Snakes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Faust,
The Cowsills,
Motorama,
Silicon Teens,
Lebanon Hanover,
Spandau Ballet,
Procol Harum,
Inner City,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Halsall,
David Axelrod,
June of 44,
Babytalk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Adolescents,
Q65,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Boredoms,
Royal Trux,
The New Christs,
Blancmange,
The Music Machine,
K-Klass,
Robert Görl,
Camouflage,
Organ,
Skriet,
Groovy Waters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Sneak,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.