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 Georgia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Neon Judgement to the funk 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Con Funk Shun,
Drexciya,
Goldenarms,
Quando Quango,
Bluetip,
Prince Buster,
Lindisfarne,
The Index,
Skaos,
Amon Düül II,
One Last Wish,
The Gun Club,
The Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Moss Icon,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Barracudas,
World's Most,
Joyce Sims,
U.S. Maple,
Jacques Brel,
Al Stewart,
ABC,
Yusef Lateef,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mission of Burma,
Harmonia,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The United States of America,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Human League,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
David Bowie,
The Evens,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
H. Thieme,
AZ,
Toni Rubio,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brass Construction,
Symarip,
Smog,
FM Einheit,
The Grass Roots,
Laurel Aitken,
Popol Vuh,
Harpers Bizarre,
Erasure,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.