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 Estonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Robert Palmer 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bauhaus,
Carl Craig,
Half Japanese,
The Birthday Party,
the Soft Cell,
Charles Mingus,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Con Funk Shun,
Soulsonic Force,
Liliput,
Sandy B,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gories,
Grey Daturas,
Sex Pistols,
The Mojo Men,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Whodini,
EPMD,
Iggy Pop,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kaleidoscope,
Duran Duran,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick May,
Livin' Joy,
Gong,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Misunderstood,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Spoonie Gee,
cv313,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MDC,
The Smiths,
Cluster,
Tres Demented,
The Vogues,
New Order,
Can,
Model 500,
Angry Samoans,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.