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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crash Course in Science to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Moody Blues,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quadrant,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Junior Murvin,
Dave Gahan,
Q and Not U,
Delta 5,
Robert Hood,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sparks,
Motorama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
Rites of Spring,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Human League,
Hot Snakes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wally Richardson,
The Fall,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Faust,
Fugazi,
The Wake,
Reuben Wilson,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fuzztones,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Motions,
The Residents,
Eurythmics,
Severed Heads,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Piero Umiliani,
R.M.O.,
The Angels of Light,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
Organ,
Cecil Taylor,
Althea and Donna,
Glenn Branca,
Byron Stingily,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boredoms,
Nas,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
Skaos,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.