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 Nicaragua and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Tears for Fears to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
Subhumans,
Main Source,
Desert Stars,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal,
The Buckinghams,
Kas Product,
Ludus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Ice-T,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warsaw,
Cheater Slicks,
John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
Eden Ahbez,
Eddi Front,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pantaleimon,
Can,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas,
Pere Ubu,
Lower 48,
Crime,
Visage,
Brass Construction,
Newcleus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pagans,
Ronan,
The Smiths,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
kango's stein massive,
Deepchord,
Franke,
Black Moon,
The Five Americans,
Lyres,
Panda Bear,
Terry Callier,
The Busters,
Mr. Review,
Banda Bassotti,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
The Count Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oblivians,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.