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 Turkmenistan and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 48th St. Collective to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Moss Icon,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
The Monochrome Set,
Robert Görl,
Camberwell Now,
Wally Richardson,
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Pussy Galore,
The Toasters,
The Doors,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare,
Pere Ubu,
The Moleskins,
The Slits,
Bobby Sherman,
Porter Ricks,
Vladislav Delay,
Tears for Fears,
Supertramp,
Barry Ungar,
Average White Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter and Kerry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jerry's Kids,
Blancmange,
The Music Machine,
Hardrive,
Spandau Ballet,
Deakin,
Cheater Slicks,
Erykah Badu,
Black Moon,
Don Cherry,
Jawbox,
Echospace,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Jimmy McGriff,
Urselle,
Monolake,
The Young Rascals,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amon Düül II,
The Real Kids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Audionom,
The Pretty Things,
Black Sheep,
Yaz,
Moby Grape,
Nico,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aswad,
Prince Buster,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.