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 Peru and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Nils Olav to the techno 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Pole,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül II,
Tommy Roe,
The Busters,
The Residents,
DNA,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dave Gahan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang of Four,
UT,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Lynne,
Anthony Braxton,
Ornette Coleman,
Kayak,
Toni Rubio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lightning Bolt,
Ludus,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wasted Youth,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cure,
The Fuzztones,
Bush Tetras,
The Human League,
Harmonia,
Fela Kuti,
Groovy Waters,
AZ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Khruangbin,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
Minnie Riperton,
Janne Schatter,
Moss Icon,
Fat Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Görl,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minor Threat,
Bang On A Can,
The Trojans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.