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 Guatemala and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
the Slits,
Aural Exciters,
Todd Terry,
The Zeros,
The Tremeloes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wally Richardson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Motorama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joy Division,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
10cc,
Eden Ahbez,
Yellowson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Vogues,
The United States of America,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stereo Dub,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
The Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
Mission of Burma,
The Names,
Clear Light,
Blancmange,
Dawn Penn,
Ken Boothe,
The Selecter,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
New York Dolls,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Görl,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alphaville,
Nation of Ulysses,
Davy DMX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lalann,
Gang Starr,
Althea and Donna,
Cecil Taylor,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Niagra,
Joe Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rakim,
Slave,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.