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 Vanuatu and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ice-T to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Kevin Saunderson,
FM Einheit,
Bill Near,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
Niagra,
X-102,
Hashim,
Jacob Miller,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry's Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
The Dead C,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hoover,
PIL,
Jacques Brel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oblivians,
Unrelated Segments,
Sällskapet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Loose Ends,
Average White Band,
The Associates,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barrington Levy,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
The Gun Club,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
Joe Finger,
The Smiths,
The Litter,
Piero Umiliani,
New Order,
DJ Sneak,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marine Girls,
the Soft Cell,
Crooked Eye,
Yaz,
The Offenders,
Minutemen,
The Human League,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Byrd,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.