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 Jordan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 The Shadows of Knight to the funk 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Idris Muhammad,
Yusef Lateef,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ludus,
Black Bananas,
Fad Gadget,
Excepter,
The Evens,
Susan Cadogan,
the Sonics,
cv313,
Sugar Minott,
Ituana,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nico,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eden Ahbez,
Rufus Thomas,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
The Misunderstood,
The Saints,
Banda Bassotti,
The Busters,
Kerri Chandler,
Malaria!,
Whodini,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Goldenarms,
Marcia Griffiths,
Swell Maps,
Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eddi Front,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
The Shadows of Knight,
Q and Not U,
OOIOO,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The New Christs,
Harmonia,
Rapeman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.