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 Australia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Minny Pops to the dance 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Drive Like Jehu,
Boredoms,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-Ray Spex,
Alton Ellis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bronski Beat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
Joyce Sims,
Michelle Simonal,
Eve St. Jones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mantronix,
John Coltrane,
David McCallum,
Duran Duran,
Dennis Brown,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gong,
Graham Central Station,
Funkadelic,
Eurythmics,
The Gories,
The Buckinghams,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Raincoats,
The Standells,
Camouflage,
Dawn Penn,
Jerry's Kids,
the Sonics,
Suburban Knight,
Quadrant,
The Vogues,
Lucky Dragons,
Q and Not U,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Arab on Radar,
Amazonics,
Alison Limerick,
The Happenings,
This Heat,
Masters at Work,
One Last Wish,
Saccharine Trust,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
Khruangbin,
Maurizio,
Chris & Cosey,
Funky Four + One,
Tim Buckley,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.