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 Angola and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 DJ Sneak to the electroclash 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Saccharine Trust,
The Martian,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scan 7,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aswad,
Marmalade,
Liliput,
The Mojo Men,
Rotary Connection,
Pylon,
Lyres,
Suburban Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Happenings,
Loose Ends,
Nas,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radio Birdman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lightning Bolt,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Slits,
Boredoms,
Flipper,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camberwell Now,
Silicon Teens,
X-101,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sixth Finger,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
CMW,
Television,
Brass Construction,
Kayak,
The Barracudas,
Minutemen,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Derrick Morgan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Malaria!,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
Deakin,
Yusef Lateef,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.