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 Sri Lanka and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gichy Dan to the grime 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Lungfish,
Heaven 17,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joy Division,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
Das Ding,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Starr,
Derrick May,
The Standells,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scrapy,
Stetsasonic,
Absolute Body Control,
Popol Vuh,
Buzzcocks,
Moby Grape,
E-Dancer,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joensuu 1685,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick Morgan,
The Angels of Light,
Don Cherry,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Bowie,
a-ha,
Wasted Youth,
The Martian,
The Monks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Accadde A,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
Tommy Roe,
Kas Product,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ponytail,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cal Tjader,
Isaac Hayes,
Bluetip,
Sixth Finger,
Los Fastidios,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nils Olav,
The Red Krayola,
The Star Department,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.