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 Lithuania and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Avey Tare to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amazonics,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arcadia,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang Starr,
MC5,
Mission of Burma,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Names,
Delta 5,
The Neon Judgement,
Mandrill,
Ten City,
The Knickerbockers,
X-102,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bad Manners,
Porter Ricks,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minutemen,
Pussy Galore,
David Axelrod,
Joensuu 1685,
LL Cool J,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bronski Beat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angry Samoans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Von Mondo,
Desert Stars,
The Standells,
Boredoms,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Age Steppers,
Sixth Finger,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Star Department,
Eurythmics,
Yellowson,
The Moleskins,
Piero Umiliani,
E-Dancer,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.