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 Botswana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Lydon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Metal Thangz,
These Immortal Souls,
Pole,
the Human League,
Brass Construction,
Chris Corsano,
Saccharine Trust,
The American Breed,
Newcleus,
Eric B and Rakim,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fortunes,
E-Dancer,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Flipper,
Yellowson,
Intrusion,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fall,
Tres Demented,
Pylon,
The Gun Club,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
Joy Division,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moebius,
New Age Steppers,
Ohio Players,
Rapeman,
Alison Limerick,
R.M.O.,
Outsiders,
Lalann,
Skriet,
Bush Tetras,
Grey Daturas,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pere Ubu,
Godley & Creme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
Excepter,
Rotary Connection,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
Swans,
Scrapy,
Gabor Szabo,
Loose Ends,
Scientists,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantytec,
Neu!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.