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 Zambia and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Surgeon to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donald Byrd,
The Gories,
The Smoke,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Hood,
Maurizio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Sheep,
Black Flag,
Thee Headcoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T. Rex,
E-Dancer,
Robert Wyatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blackbyrds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
Lakeside,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiohead,
Unwound,
The Leaves,
Rites of Spring,
the Germs,
The Durutti Column,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
Metal Thangz,
Alice Coltrane,
The Happenings,
The Last Poets,
Eddi Front,
Jerry's Kids,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Bourne,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
the Human League,
Lightning Bolt,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yazoo,
Grey Daturas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minutemen,
Depeche Mode,
Anthony Braxton,
Brand Nubian,
Underground Resistance,
Arab on Radar,
Barrington Levy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.