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 Chad and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare 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 The Durutti Column to the techno 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Drexciya,
the Normal,
the Association,
Yaz,
Matthew Halsall,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
David Bowie,
X-Ray Spex,
Bronski Beat,
Underground Resistance,
Scion,
Connie Case,
Rod Modell,
Harmonia,
The Names,
Visage,
Nirvana,
Fugazi,
Arthur Verocai,
Interpol,
Infiniti,
The Stooges,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Neon Judgement,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
Lindisfarne,
Fad Gadget,
The Happenings,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
The Offenders,
Brick,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlback,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aloha Tigers,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Clarke,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jawbox,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Massinfluence,
The Victims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Wake,
Negative Approach,
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Henry Cow,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.