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 Kyrgyzstan and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Susan Cadogan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '80s.
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 Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Camouflage,
Unwound,
The Techniques,
Sonic Youth,
the Bar-Kays,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Silicon Teens,
L. Decosne,
Magazine,
Jandek,
Crooked Eye,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Leonard Cohen,
Steve Hackett,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television,
Essential Logic,
Black Bananas,
Half Japanese,
Talk Talk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Smiths,
The Gun Club,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Severed Heads,
Pet Shop Boys,
DJ Style,
Eve St. Jones,
Henry Cow,
Cymande,
Kas Product,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Unrelated Segments,
Max Romeo,
The Dirtbombs,
CMW,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Lucky Dragons,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
MDC,
ABC,
Iggy Pop,
Tom Boy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Girls At Our Best!,
Theoretical Girls,
Aswad,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.