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 Lesotho and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Make Up to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Gang Dance,
Funky Four + One,
Fluxion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agent Orange,
Faust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bill Wells,
Thompson Twins,
Davy DMX,
Procol Harum,
Pierre Henry,
Patti Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Flag,
Sonic Youth,
The Kinks,
The Smiths,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cramps,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Mills,
Make Up,
David McCallum,
Traffic Nightmare,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
CMW,
Rekid,
Goldenarms,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Khruangbin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chrome,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare,
Skarface,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultra Naté,
Absolute Body Control,
The Wake,
Magma,
A Certain Ratio,
Heaven 17,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.