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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 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 Malaria! to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Christie,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q and Not U,
The Five Americans,
The Velvet Underground,
Boredoms,
Sam Rivers,
Cal Tjader,
Harmonia,
Eric Dolphy,
The Zeros,
Soul Sonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Accadde A,
Zero Boys,
The Leaves,
Roger Hodgson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sparks,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cure,
Crime,
Black Pus,
The Music Machine,
Fluxion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Davy DMX,
The Modern Lovers,
The Real Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Fraelich,
John Lydon,
the Human League,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
Slick Rick,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can,
Newcleus,
The Move,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joyce Sims,
China Crisis,
The Fire Engines,
Vladislav Delay,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maurizio,
Warren Ellis,
Reuben Wilson,
Mark Hollis,
Piero Umiliani,
Sight & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scott Walker,
Erykah Badu,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.