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 South Sudan and from Seoul.
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 Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The J.B.'s to the rap 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Spoonie Gee,
R.M.O.,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Golliwogs,
Average White Band,
These Immortal Souls,
KRS-One,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare,
Excepter,
June Days,
Gang of Four,
Trumans Water,
The Kinks,
James White and The Blacks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monks,
Josef K,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Music Machine,
JFA,
Tommy Roe,
Alison Limerick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Groovy Waters,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New Order,
The Tremeloes,
Juan Atkins,
Man Parrish,
Wolf Eyes,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
June of 44,
Aswad,
Blancmange,
John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
The Velvet Underground,
Arab on Radar,
Symarip,
Rapeman,
Alice Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Reuben Wilson,
Janne Schatter,
Shoche,
The Remains,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sonics,
Sällskapet,
Toni Rubio,
Theoretical Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.