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 El Salvador and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Davy DMX,
Pole,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Cell,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonny Sharrock,
PIL,
The Wake,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
The Black Dice,
The Mighty Diamonds,
CMW,
Scan 7,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cramps,
Stereo Dub,
Rufus Thomas,
Ken Boothe,
Hashim,
Scion,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Grass Roots,
The Neon Judgement,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monochrome Set,
New Order,
MDC,
Amon Düül,
Symarip,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
Kerri Chandler,
K-Klass,
the Germs,
The Count Five,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Holt,
The Searchers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sonics,
The Remains,
Joe Finger,
Nik Kershaw,
Funky Four + One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gang Green,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.