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 Paraguay and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Drexciya to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Popol Vuh,
Dennis Brown,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
Erykah Badu,
Loose Ends,
Youth Brigade,
Sex Pistols,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fuzztones,
Eric Copeland,
Gabor Szabo,
EPMD,
Rapeman,
Donny Hathaway,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chrome,
Minnie Riperton,
K-Klass,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Human League,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-Ray Spex,
Marine Girls,
Clear Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Franke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Deadbeat,
Aswad,
Joey Negro,
Radiohead,
Blossom Toes,
Scratch Acid,
JFA,
Livin' Joy,
Vladislav Delay,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun Ra,
Excepter,
the Swans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rekid,
The New Christs,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Trumans Water,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.