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 Grenada 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Fortunes,
Sight & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Pulsallama,
Brass Construction,
CMW,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wasted Youth,
Bluetip,
Smog,
The Angels of Light,
The Martian,
Soft Machine,
Moss Icon,
Bill Wells,
The Invisible,
Thompson Twins,
U.S. Maple,
The Neon Judgement,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Swans,
Moebius,
Boz Scaggs,
Pantytec,
Brick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Y Pants,
Peter & Gordon,
Intrusion,
Eden Ahbez,
Crime,
Ronan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yellowson,
Bad Manners,
Altered Images,
Ohio Players,
Kurtis Blow,
John Lydon,
Dual Sessions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Delta 5,
Juan Atkins,
Barry Ungar,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
Dave Gahan,
Animal Collective,
Althea and Donna,
a-ha,
Scan 7,
Sixth Finger,
Dawn Penn,
Minutemen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Derrick May,
Inner City,
The Human League,
Clear Light,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.