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 Seychelles and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the crunk 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Radiopuhelimet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Carl Craig,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pere Ubu,
Blake Baxter,
Newcleus,
Zero Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Womack,
Excepter,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pantaleimon,
Erykah Badu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Section 25,
Yellowson,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moody Blues,
Joensuu 1685,
Pylon,
Sandy B,
The Trojans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DJ Sneak,
Kaleidoscope,
Sister Nancy,
B.T. Express,
The Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
Drexciya,
Todd Terry,
Black Sheep,
Bronski Beat,
DJ Style,
June of 44,
Spoonie Gee,
Dennis Brown,
Terry Callier,
Radiohead,
Scrapy,
Jerry's Kids,
Camouflage,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Swans,
Barry Ungar,
The Victims,
Jacques Brel,
The United States of America,
Donald Byrd,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.