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 Kenya and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pop Group to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One,
The Evens,
Sun Ra,
Alphaville,
The Neon Judgement,
Wally Richardson,
Mandrill,
Cluster,
Rekid,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Associates,
Cybotron,
Groovy Waters,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiohead,
U.S. Maple,
Pylon,
Rapeman,
Johnny Clarke,
MC5,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
Sight & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
The American Breed,
Jeru the Damaja,
Television,
Rakim,
Crooked Eye,
Basic Channel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
The Cowsills,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Style,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacques Brel,
Kurtis Blow,
the Association,
The Litter,
The Gap Band,
New York Dolls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
Talk Talk,
Slave,
Dual Sessions,
Symarip,
Minutemen,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.