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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Rotary Connection to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
The Flesh Eaters,
Piero Umiliani,
Au Pairs,
Essential Logic,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
Negative Approach,
Rites of Spring,
Theoretical Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Circle Jerks,
Little Man,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Iggy Pop,
Soft Cell,
Mantronix,
the Swans,
Spoonie Gee,
The Raincoats,
Man Parrish,
Steve Hackett,
Don Cherry,
Todd Rundgren,
Fluxion,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Wyatt,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
Rosa Yemen,
Sam Rivers,
Section 25,
Glambeats Corp.,
Average White Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bill Wells,
The Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Names,
The Barracudas,
Lower 48,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fad Gadget,
Smog,
Blancmange,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultra Naté,
Livin' Joy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pop Group,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.