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 Turkey and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hasil Adkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Crash Course in Science,
China Crisis,
Television Personalities,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tim Buckley,
Danielle Patucci,
Audionom,
Alton Ellis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nico,
The Move,
Sandy B,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wings,
Soul II Soul,
Crispy Ambulance,
Letta Mbulu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Von Mondo,
the Slits,
Clear Light,
Icehouse,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
Bootsy Collins,
Fat Boys,
Oblivians,
Dual Sessions,
Talk Talk,
K-Klass,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Lynne,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rotary Connection,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers,
Bauhaus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marc Almond,
Pantytec,
Intrusion,
Interpol,
Fugazi,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
10cc,
Donny Hathaway,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Green,
Bobby Womack,
Funky Four + One,
Motorama,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.