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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Echospace to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Joey Negro,
The Barracudas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harry Pussy,
Agitation Free,
Shuggie Otis,
Thee Headcoats,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
Judy Mowatt,
Moebius,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Joe Finger,
Magazine,
The Golliwogs,
The Leaves,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mad Mike,
E-Dancer,
The Black Dice,
Nik Kershaw,
Siglo XX,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
UT,
Nirvana,
Parry Music,
a-ha,
Iggy Pop,
Half Japanese,
Loose Ends,
Henry Cow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Cluster,
Anakelly,
The Index,
Bootsy Collins,
Yaz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lucky Dragons,
Rakim,
Joyce Sims,
The Five Americans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Count Five,
Hoover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Idris Muhammad,
Chris & Cosey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Franke,
Harmonia,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Pus,
In Retrospect,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.