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 St Lucia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Holger Czukay 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 Idris Muhammad to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr,
The Pretty Things,
New Order,
Deakin,
Bauhaus,
Goldenarms,
The Litter,
Yazoo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-101,
Radiohead,
DJ Sneak,
Guru Guru,
Hasil Adkins,
Steve Hackett,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Foxx,
Peter & Gordon,
MDC,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
The Tremeloes,
Zapp,
The Gladiators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thompson Twins,
Arcadia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Outsiders,
Mo-Dettes,
Y Pants,
Grauzone,
Urselle,
Sugar Minott,
The Count Five,
Letta Mbulu,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Finger,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minny Pops,
James White and The Blacks,
Camberwell Now,
Tom Boy,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yusef Lateef,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.