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 Angola and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sällskapet to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
the Slits,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
Country Teasers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stereo Dub,
Lightning Bolt,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Görl,
World's Most,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Neu!,
DJ Style,
Gichy Dan,
Patti Smith,
Desert Stars,
Glenn Branca,
Maleditus Sound,
John Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
Groovy Waters,
Echospace,
Brick,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Colin Newman,
The Divine Comedy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pole,
Anthony Braxton,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Red Krayola,
Scientists,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Main Source,
Grauzone,
The Moody Blues,
Deadbeat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Pus,
The Wake,
Nick Fraelich,
X-102,
Yaz,
Surgeon,
The Real Kids,
Newcleus,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kaleidoscope,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Malaria!,
Mr. Review,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.