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 Tajikistan and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Franke to the electroclash 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
The Selecter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Franke,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
Aural Exciters,
the Human League,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maleditus Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultravox,
LL Cool J,
Rekid,
Gang Starr,
The Happenings,
David Axelrod,
MC5,
Gong,
The Dirtbombs,
Barrington Levy,
Excepter,
JFA,
Tears for Fears,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Charles Mingus,
X-101,
June of 44,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
New Order,
Black Pus,
Swell Maps,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Juan Atkins,
Junior Murvin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bluetip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
ABBA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Kinks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Severed Heads,
Scion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Davy DMX,
Average White Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.