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 Hungary and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
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 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 Radiohead to the crunk 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Simply Red,
The Trojans,
Soft Machine,
Can,
Liliput,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Vogues,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mummies,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bill Near,
The Slits,
Hardrive,
Outsiders,
Mantronix,
Q65,
Blossom Toes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Kinks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joy Division,
Malaria!,
Jerry's Kids,
John Coltrane,
Al Stewart,
Reuben Wilson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Loose Ends,
The Velvet Underground,
Minnie Riperton,
Absolute Body Control,
La Düsseldorf,
Crime,
The Zeros,
Laurel Aitken,
Make Up,
Franke,
Lalann,
Circle Jerks,
Crispian St. Peters,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ice-T,
Man Parrish,
Sällskapet,
Anthony Braxton,
The Neon Judgement,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pole,
The Stooges,
Gong,
Don Cherry,
Spoonie Gee,
Cybotron,
Joe Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.