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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ludus to the techno 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fat Boys,
Make Up,
The Mighty Diamonds,
AZ,
Con Funk Shun,
A Certain Ratio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Supertramp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cymande,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
cv313,
The Dave Clark Five,
Subhumans,
the Soft Cell,
Maurizio,
Buzzcocks,
Nirvana,
Iggy Pop,
Pagans,
Organ,
Ronan,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gladiators,
Banda Bassotti,
John Holt,
The Happenings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scientists,
Robert Wyatt,
Lyres,
The Saints,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed,
Jeff Mills,
Eric Dolphy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
The Pop Group,
F. McDonald,
Alice Coltrane,
Scan 7,
Aswad,
Sonic Youth,
The Litter,
The Standells,
Ultravox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Darondo,
Schoolly D,
Ornette Coleman,
Deakin,
The Buckinghams,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fugazi,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.