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 Syria and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Metal Thangz to the electroclash 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Urselle,
Freddie Wadling,
X-Ray Spex,
Ponytail,
Ultimate Spinach,
Malaria!,
ABBA,
Rakim,
Hardrive,
Derrick May,
The Star Department,
Chrome,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Fluxion,
Nils Olav,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dirtbombs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sandy B,
The Move,
Avey Tare,
K-Klass,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
DJ Sneak,
Laurel Aitken,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Cell,
Grey Daturas,
Peter & Gordon,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang of Four,
Circle Jerks,
Country Teasers,
Prince Buster,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Green,
UT,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Juan Atkins,
Yellowson,
Clear Light,
Aural Exciters,
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Hood,
Cheater Slicks,
Crooked Eye,
The Seeds,
The Cramps,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.