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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rod Modell to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
World's Most,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Guru Guru,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantaleimon,
Ronan,
Absolute Body Control,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter & Gordon,
The Zeros,
Cal Tjader,
Malaria!,
the Fania All-Stars,
Swell Maps,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Angry Samoans,
Mission of Burma,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jerry's Kids,
Jacob Miller,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
E-Dancer,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
Hoover,
The Count Five,
Janne Schatter,
Dual Sessions,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
The Remains,
Chrome,
Althea and Donna,
Andrew Hill,
Anthony Braxton,
Rosa Yemen,
Stereo Dub,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fad Gadget,
Rotary Connection,
The Buckinghams,
Schoolly D,
Ossler,
This Heat,
Mandrill,
Eddi Front,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.