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 Fiji and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 The Gladiators to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Nas 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Nas,
U.S. Maple,
Quadrant,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The United States of America,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sixth Finger,
Vladislav Delay,
Soft Cell,
Ice-T,
Swell Maps,
Flipper,
Blancmange,
Joy Division,
Piero Umiliani,
Stereo Dub,
Pantytec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Banda Bassotti,
The Remains,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dead Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Section 25,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
In Retrospect,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang On A Can,
Fat Boys,
The Cure,
The Modern Lovers,
The Misunderstood,
Japan,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
The Pop Group,
Cameo,
Urselle,
Bluetip,
Duran Duran,
Warren Ellis,
Easy Going,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe,
Laurel Aitken,
Wire,
Bush Tetras,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.