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 Indonesia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Crispy Ambulance to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Pus,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sällskapet,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
MC5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang of Four,
DJ Style,
Ultravox,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
Maurizio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Groovy Waters,
OOIOO,
Animal Collective,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Associates,
Black Bananas,
Blancmange,
Organ,
Thee Headcoats,
Stiv Bators,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne,
Minor Threat,
Stetsasonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Last Poets,
Whodini,
Marc Almond,
Guru Guru,
Jeru the Damaja,
Henry Cow,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fire Engines,
The Grass Roots,
Unrelated Segments,
The Young Rascals,
Visage,
Neil Young,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Popol Vuh,
Spandau Ballet,
Quadrant,
Accadde A,
The Busters,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.