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 Maldives and from London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Gories to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
Sound Behaviour,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moody Blues,
Ossler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hoover,
Mandrill,
Crime,
Stetsasonic,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tim Buckley,
Sugar Minott,
The Selecter,
Harmonia,
Nik Kershaw,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fall,
Whodini,
Main Source,
Rekid,
Yusef Lateef,
Ken Boothe,
Oblivians,
Gerry Rafferty,
Motorama,
Lindisfarne,
Jacob Miller,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bluetip,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Star Department,
Sarah Menescal,
Tres Demented,
Rosa Yemen,
Godley & Creme,
Aural Exciters,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
The Smiths,
The Walker Brothers,
Basic Channel,
Spandau Ballet,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Raincoats,
Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sonic Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Intrusion,
Blake Baxter,
The Dead C,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heaven 17,
Erykah Badu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.