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 Nepal and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 David Bowie 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 Echospace to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Vainqueur,
Harry Pussy,
Archie Shepp,
Wally Richardson,
T. Rex,
Colin Newman,
Yellowson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Terry,
cv313,
The Divine Comedy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Nico,
Soulsonic Force,
AZ,
The Sound,
The Cure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Sheep,
The Shadows of Knight,
U.S. Maple,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Michelle Simonal,
EPMD,
Von Mondo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sam Rivers,
Flash Fearless,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Circle Jerks,
Minny Pops,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Jacob Miller,
Black Pus,
The Neon Judgement,
Quantec,
The Invisible,
The Move,
Eve St. Jones,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mojo Men,
Joey Negro,
Supertramp,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
Maleditus Sound,
Skriet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.