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 Libya and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Radiohead to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minutemen,
The Martian,
DJ Sneak,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
Camouflage,
The Dead C,
The Motions,
Ponytail,
ABBA,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roger Hodgson,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
Underground Resistance,
Spoonie Gee,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Tremeloes,
Mandrill,
Royal Trux,
Magazine,
Stereo Dub,
Alphaville,
Rod Modell,
Groovy Waters,
The J.B.'s,
Nico,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Index,
Intrusion,
Skaos,
Dennis Brown,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Carl Craig,
Pussy Galore,
T. Rex,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fortunes,
The Count Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
U.S. Maple,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roxy Music,
Michelle Simonal,
The Remains,
Schoolly D,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arthur Verocai,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.