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 Kiribati and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Danielle Patucci to the disco 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Guru Guru,
Goldenarms,
The Standells,
Johnny Clarke,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronan,
The Residents,
Mark Hollis,
Colin Newman,
Janne Schatter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Red Krayola,
The Durutti Column,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Saints,
Tim Buckley,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
JFA,
Alison Limerick,
Patti Smith,
Harpers Bizarre,
Accadde A,
the Sonics,
Derrick May,
Gichy Dan,
The Neon Judgement,
Piero Umiliani,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
Nik Kershaw,
Aswad,
Banda Bassotti,
The Selecter,
La Düsseldorf,
Joensuu 1685,
New Order,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flipper,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lyres,
CMW,
Swell Maps,
Sarah Menescal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
China Crisis,
Vladislav Delay,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.