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 China and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 The Doobie Brothers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Names,
Con Funk Shun,
Delta 5,
Q and Not U,
Echospace,
Jeru the Damaja,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
The Fortunes,
Tears for Fears,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Average White Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flash Fearless,
Toni Rubio,
kango's stein massive,
Warren Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
The American Breed,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dawn Penn,
Icehouse,
Hot Snakes,
Buzzcocks,
KRS-One,
Cymande,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shoche,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Ken Boothe,
T. Rex,
The Moleskins,
Barbara Tucker,
E-Dancer,
Moby Grape,
Aural Exciters,
Infiniti,
The Techniques,
The Trojans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Easy Going,
Boredoms,
R.M.O.,
The Buckinghams,
48th St. Collective,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Q65,
Franke,
Rekid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Model 500,
Zapp,
Barclay James Harvest,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.