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 Belize and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Warren Ellis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Index,
Oneida,
Eurythmics,
David McCallum,
the Association,
Yusef Lateef,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
The Skatalites,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
Ossler,
Dawn Penn,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ituana,
Ornette Coleman,
Lucky Dragons,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
Lou Christie,
Anakelly,
The Fortunes,
Animal Collective,
Interpol,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yellowson,
Duran Duran,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marmalade,
Eve St. Jones,
Sparks,
The Cure,
Liliput,
Sun City Girls,
Davy DMX,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bang On A Can,
DJ Sneak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rotary Connection,
Kerri Chandler,
Hashim,
Khruangbin,
The Gun Club,
Dorothy Ashby,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pantaleimon,
Technova,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cameo,
The Selecter,
Kayak,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Mills,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.