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 Grenada and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Trumans Water,
Bronski Beat,
Lucky Dragons,
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless,
Harpers Bizarre,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Oblivians,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liliput,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Simply Red,
Interpol,
David Axelrod,
The Victims,
The Remains,
48th St. Collective,
Pulsallama,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Real Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
Warsaw,
Black Sheep,
Public Enemy,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
The Smoke,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Easy Going,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mojo Men,
Section 25,
Barrington Levy,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeru the Damaja,
Silicon Teens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Foxx,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mandrill,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.