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 Guyana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Echospace to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
David McCallum,
Popol Vuh,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Soul II Soul,
Sonic Youth,
The Pretty Things,
World's Most,
The Monks,
The Human League,
Peter and Kerry,
Joe Smooth,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
Loose Ends,
James White and The Blacks,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Golliwogs,
Kurtis Blow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Donny Hathaway,
John Holt,
Section 25,
Harpers Bizarre,
Warsaw,
Donald Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Symarip,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Newcleus,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
The Blackbyrds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The New Christs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Urselle,
Goldenarms,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cowsills,
Patti Smith,
The Invisible,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cecil Taylor,
Brick,
Babytalk,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
the Slits,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.