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 Slovakia and from New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Henry Cow to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Reuben Wilson,
Monolake,
Vainqueur,
cv313,
John Coltrane,
Khruangbin,
The Names,
Sällskapet,
Accadde A,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultravox,
Wire,
Brick,
Althea and Donna,
The Move,
Gastr Del Sol,
Public Enemy,
Easy Going,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
Quando Quango,
Glenn Branca,
Kerri Chandler,
Newcleus,
Siglo XX,
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marmalade,
Panda Bear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reagan Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Model 500,
the Normal,
Ultra Naté,
Ossler,
the Slits,
KRS-One,
The Golliwogs,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cybotron,
The Cowsills,
Colin Newman,
Ohio Players,
Rekid,
Absolute Body Control,
The Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
Television,
Todd Rundgren,
Suburban Knight,
The Trojans,
The Blackbyrds,
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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.