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 Liberia and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wings to the grime 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
Zero Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lyres,
Juan Atkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jacob Miller,
Soul II Soul,
Aloha Tigers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pere Ubu,
Al Stewart,
Desert Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Pantaleimon,
Barrington Levy,
Massinfluence,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joey Negro,
Lou Christie,
Loose Ends,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Josef K,
Jacques Brel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-101,
Soulsonic Force,
Accadde A,
Brothers Johnson,
Suburban Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Silicon Teens,
Davy DMX,
Brass Construction,
Darondo,
Gang of Four,
Mark Hollis,
Minor Threat,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cheater Slicks,
Slave,
Rhythm & Sound,
Make Up,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
Royal Trux,
Clear Light,
Jeff Mills,
Quadrant,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Panda Bear,
One Last Wish,
Godley & Creme,
The Moleskins,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.