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 Belize and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Kerrie Biddell to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry 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?
Bobby Sherman,
Surgeon,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
Ohio Players,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Fraelich,
The Names,
Unrelated Segments,
Ralphi Rosario,
Porter Ricks,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Althea and Donna,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Flag,
Los Fastidios,
The Cowsills,
Toni Rubio,
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
Brothers Johnson,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
The Evens,
Suicide,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
the Normal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Smiths,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
John Holt,
Scrapy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Franke,
Stiv Bators,
Eric B and Rakim,
Symarip,
Eric Dolphy,
The Selecter,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Hashim,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dead C,
Joe Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.