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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Maleditus Sound to the rock 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Davy DMX,
Kerri Chandler,
Scratch Acid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
Ohio Players,
Dark Day,
Accadde A,
The Pop Group,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
Con Funk Shun,
Bauhaus,
Iggy Pop,
48th St. Collective,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Bourne,
Gichy Dan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Charles Mingus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
Arab on Radar,
Young Marble Giants,
Essential Logic,
Unwound,
Aswad,
Henry Cow,
ABBA,
the Normal,
Amon Düül,
Lebanon Hanover,
Maurizio,
Theoretical Girls,
Howard Jones,
Curtis Mayfield,
DJ Style,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Machine,
Barry Ungar,
Aloha Tigers,
Jerry's Kids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yellowson,
Radio Birdman,
Soul II Soul,
Quadrant,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flamin' Groovies,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dead C,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.