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 Malaysia and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Unrelated Segments to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
UT,
The New Christs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Unrelated Segments,
the Human League,
Hardrive,
L. Decosne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Holt,
Cybotron,
Nirvana,
Reagan Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yusef Lateef,
Scientists,
kango's stein massive,
Unwound,
Aswad,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Sheep,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dead Boys,
June Days,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mandrill,
Cecil Taylor,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Flag,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Lydon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiohead,
June of 44,
Mantronix,
Yazoo,
Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
The American Breed,
the Normal,
Ituana,
Bootsy Collins,
Marvin Gaye,
Alphaville,
Young Marble Giants,
The Zeros,
The Smiths,
Clear Light,
DNA,
Chris Corsano,
The Martian,
Pagans,
Rod Modell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.