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 Namibia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Normal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rekid,
The Raincoats,
Gichy Dan,
Youth Brigade,
Morten Harket,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang of Four,
Joey Negro,
Pantytec,
David McCallum,
Barrington Levy,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Angels of Light,
The Five Americans,
Cluster,
Dual Sessions,
The Vogues,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
The Move,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pussy Galore,
The Dead C,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
10cc,
Chrome,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lungfish,
Scratch Acid,
The Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Fraelich,
The Monks,
Max Romeo,
Cecil Taylor,
Talk Talk,
Eric Dolphy,
Massinfluence,
Whodini,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultravox,
T. Rex,
Todd Terry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camberwell Now,
The Searchers,
Tomorrow,
Harry Pussy,
The Names,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
X-102,
Chris & Cosey,
Negative Approach,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.