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 Qatar and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
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 sitar 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 MDC to the dance 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Excepter,
Basic Channel,
the Bar-Kays,
James White and The Blacks,
Massinfluence,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cecil Taylor,
Aswad,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glenn Branca,
Henry Cow,
Urselle,
The Evens,
Neu!,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Order,
The Smoke,
Symarip,
Scan 7,
Graham Central Station,
Joey Negro,
Darondo,
The Misunderstood,
Visage,
Funkadelic,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
June of 44,
Grey Daturas,
Barrington Levy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Easy Going,
The Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
Oneida,
Terry Callier,
Heaven 17,
The Red Krayola,
Saccharine Trust,
Charles Mingus,
Eurythmics,
Mission of Burma,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
AZ,
The Toasters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
Arcadia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris & Cosey,
Trumans Water,
the Soft Cell,
Niagra,
The United States of America,
DJ Sneak,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.