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 Korea South and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Durutti Column to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
T. Rex,
The Music Machine,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
Ornette Coleman,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
The Zeros,
Bluetip,
Donny Hathaway,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Saints,
Swell Maps,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fall,
Mantronix,
Can,
Bad Manners,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Names,
Massinfluence,
Fat Boys,
Television Personalities,
The Monks,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
the Sonics,
MDC,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slave,
The Selecter,
The Electric Prunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Laurel Aitken,
Morten Harket,
Minutemen,
Sun City Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Royal Trux,
Scan 7,
Cybotron,
Yaz,
Sandy B,
Siglo XX,
the Slits,
Monks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
E-Dancer,
The Grass Roots,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unrelated Segments,
Eve St. Jones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blancmange,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.