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 Zimbabwe 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Associates to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
The Real Kids,
Derrick May,
Camberwell Now,
Maleditus Sound,
Surgeon,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
The Sonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
U.S. Maple,
Youth Brigade,
Agitation Free,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
Wasted Youth,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
K-Klass,
Livin' Joy,
Skarface,
Althea and Donna,
Heaven 17,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camouflage,
Aswad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-Ray Spex,
Lungfish,
Freddie Wadling,
X-101,
Barrington Levy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Byrd,
Outsiders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gabor Szabo,
Al Stewart,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Finger,
Brand Nubian,
Warren Ellis,
Make Up,
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
Wally Richardson,
Sarah Menescal,
the Germs,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.