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 Nicaragua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 New Christs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
Kerri Chandler,
The Star Department,
Joensuu 1685,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vainqueur,
Fluxion,
The Victims,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pole,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Seeds,
Rapeman,
The Fall,
Magazine,
Stetsasonic,
Sonic Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scratch Acid,
Brick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sonics,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
The Misunderstood,
The Dirtbombs,
Oblivians,
Ice-T,
The Wake,
Byron Stingily,
Man Parrish,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
The Zeros,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brass Construction,
Quadrant,
Terry Callier,
Panda Bear,
The Gladiators,
Jacques Brel,
Bluetip,
Black Pus,
Heaven 17,
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
KRS-One,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.