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 Liechtenstein and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Toni Rubio to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Litter,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
David Bowie,
Oneida,
Spandau Ballet,
The Associates,
The Searchers,
Scientists,
Sex Pistols,
Talk Talk,
Tommy Roe,
Niagra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dual Sessions,
Clear Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott Heron,
Althea and Donna,
Blake Baxter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Royal Trux,
Marmalade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Henry Cow,
Stiv Bators,
X-102,
The Slackers,
Glenn Branca,
The Doors,
The Angels of Light,
Yusef Lateef,
Agitation Free,
Sugar Minott,
Dennis Brown,
Eric Dolphy,
Judy Mowatt,
Camberwell Now,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
T.S.O.L.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cure,
Quadrant,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.