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 Tonga and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Red Krayola to the rock 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sam Rivers,
The Count Five,
Sixth Finger,
Shoche,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Agitation Free,
Thee Headcoats,
Toni Rubio,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Alton Ellis,
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
Country Teasers,
K-Klass,
Dead Boys,
Marine Girls,
Joe Finger,
Von Mondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Associates,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lalann,
Ponytail,
EPMD,
Yusef Lateef,
Al Stewart,
R.M.O.,
The Walker Brothers,
Dave Gahan,
Mo-Dettes,
Smog,
Silicon Teens,
Scrapy,
Funkadelic,
Vladislav Delay,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joensuu 1685,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Tears for Fears,
Eli Mardock,
Malaria!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiopuhelimet,
Man Parrish,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Germs,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Green,
Simply Red,
T.S.O.L.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
Unwound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.