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 Kitts & Nevis and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Eddi Front to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers,
Toni Rubio,
The Red Krayola,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
cv313,
Neu!,
Country Teasers,
The Busters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barbara Tucker,
MDC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Bowie,
Tim Buckley,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
Newcleus,
Brick,
Blancmange,
Organ,
Motorama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eddi Front,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
June Days,
Eden Ahbez,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis,
Maurizio,
Icehouse,
Altered Images,
Bush Tetras,
Delon & Dalcan,
Model 500,
Flash Fearless,
Black Sheep,
The Slackers,
Main Source,
Rapeman,
Dual Sessions,
New Order,
Clear Light,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arthur Verocai,
Kevin Saunderson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ten City,
Ronnie Foster,
Moby Grape,
Tubeway Army,
Chrome,
Con Funk Shun,
Scan 7,
Pantytec,
Crash Course in Science,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.