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 Korea South and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 In Retrospect to the grime 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
X-Ray Spex,
Erykah Badu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacob Miller,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Skaos,
Can,
Ponytail,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dual Sessions,
The United States of America,
Jandek,
Stockholm Monsters,
Todd Rundgren,
Moebius,
The Gories,
The Durutti Column,
David Bowie,
Interpol,
Idris Muhammad,
Skriet,
Quando Quango,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joyce Sims,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kenny Larkin,
The Techniques,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Morten Harket,
The Black Dice,
the Human League,
The Slackers,
F. McDonald,
Aaron Thompson,
The Vogues,
Charles Mingus,
Marmalade,
Ohio Players,
Cymande,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Loose Ends,
Gang Green,
The Dead C,
Chris & Cosey,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Zapp,
Popol Vuh,
Davy DMX,
Iggy Pop,
Magma,
Pulsallama,
Pharoah Sanders,
Simply Red,
Mars,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Saints,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.