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 Rwanda and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 The Sonics to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
OOIOO,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mars,
Funky Four + One,
Babytalk,
The Monks,
Con Funk Shun,
Lakeside,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
La Düsseldorf,
Bootsy Collins,
Skriet,
the Bar-Kays,
Qualms,
Fluxion,
The Zeros,
Accadde A,
Pierre Henry,
Silicon Teens,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Newcleus,
Boredoms,
Jacques Brel,
The Fall,
The Fire Engines,
Lalann,
The Doors,
Swell Maps,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pulsallama,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gladiators,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flipper,
Matthew Bourne,
The Birthday Party,
Icehouse,
China Crisis,
Althea and Donna,
Fad Gadget,
Maurizio,
Television Personalities,
Jerry's Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Holt,
The Music Machine,
Hot Snakes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Prunes,
Brothers Johnson,
Deadbeat,
Kenny Larkin,
Mission of Burma,
Anthony Braxton,
Nirvana,
Heaven 17,
John Foxx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.