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 South Sudan and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Agitation Free to the funk 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Morten Harket,
Rites of Spring,
Siglo XX,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eve St. Jones,
Pussy Galore,
The Martian,
Al Stewart,
The Golliwogs,
The Cramps,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
JFA,
Simply Red,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Hill,
Pole,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moleskins,
Soul II Soul,
Kas Product,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
Skaos,
Royal Trux,
Young Marble Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
U.S. Maple,
The Searchers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Saints,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dave Gahan,
Subhumans,
the Fania All-Stars,
T. Rex,
48th St. Collective,
Chrome,
Reagan Youth,
The Kinks,
The Invisible,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
Cymande,
Radio Birdman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MC5,
The Standells,
Marvin Gaye,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Donny Hathaway,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.