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 Slovakia 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Delta 5 to the funk 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Patti Smith,
The Sonics,
Glenn Branca,
Clear Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cecil Taylor,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dave Gahan,
The United States of America,
Marcia Griffiths,
Steve Hackett,
Harry Pussy,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ornette Coleman,
Television,
New York Dolls,
The Zeros,
Mary Jane Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Skarface,
Average White Band,
Erasure,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stiv Bators,
AZ,
Yaz,
Simply Red,
Brass Construction,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sam Rivers,
In Retrospect,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
Morten Harket,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Sherman,
Warren Ellis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cramps,
Gang Green,
Sonny Sharrock,
Juan Atkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Wyatt,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Velvet Underground,
Ken Boothe,
The Leaves,
Sex Pistols,
Negative Approach,
the Normal,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry's Kids,
Reuben Wilson,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.