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 Tanzania and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 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 Flamin' Groovies to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
Freddie Wadling,
Bob Dylan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
The Fire Engines,
Livin' Joy,
AZ,
Gang Starr,
Eurythmics,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Carl Craig,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Talk Talk,
T.S.O.L.,
The Barracudas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gap Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cramps,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
Brothers Johnson,
Todd Terry,
The Gories,
Chrome,
Country Teasers,
Gang Green,
Little Man,
Technova,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Trojans,
Index,
The Index,
Average White Band,
Magazine,
The Tremeloes,
Stetsasonic,
Accadde A,
Organ,
Reagan Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang of Four,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
The Golliwogs,
Arab on Radar,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bluetip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.