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 Netherlands and from London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 Bad Manners to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Howard Jones,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Leonard Cohen,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
Yazoo,
Derrick Morgan,
Juan Atkins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joy Division,
Porter Ricks,
Ultra Naté,
Sight & Sound,
Eddi Front,
The Fortunes,
Mission of Burma,
Stetsasonic,
Tres Demented,
The Happenings,
Rekid,
Fela Kuti,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Letta Mbulu,
Au Pairs,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grauzone,
The Gladiators,
FM Einheit,
The Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
The Searchers,
Black Flag,
B.T. Express,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ronan,
cv313,
Vainqueur,
Angry Samoans,
Supertramp,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
Negative Approach,
Black Pus,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
Rakim,
Brass Construction,
Drexciya,
Stereo Dub,
Wally Richardson,
Cheater Slicks,
Echospace,
Ohio Players,
The Last Poets,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.