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 Russia and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Pharoah Sanders to the dance 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
X-101,
Simply Red,
the Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
Joy Division,
Nik Kershaw,
The Dave Clark Five,
Little Man,
Lindisfarne,
Smog,
Hashim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Guru Guru,
Sällskapet,
Tom Boy,
Wings,
The Mummies,
Maleditus Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Yusef Lateef,
Bang On A Can,
Alison Limerick,
Quando Quango,
Iggy Pop,
Jacob Miller,
Outsiders,
Warsaw,
Kayak,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Tremeloes,
Accadde A,
Hardrive,
The Saints,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swans,
Television,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
Moss Icon,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Invisible,
Faust,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sam Rivers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Franke,
Niagra,
Deakin,
Thompson Twins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.