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 Iran and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Juan Atkins to the rock 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Residents,
The Beau Brummels,
The Searchers,
Smog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quando Quango,
Soul II Soul,
Ten City,
Arcadia,
The Barracudas,
Todd Terry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Associates,
Nico,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fatback Band,
Avey Tare,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Fear,
Judy Mowatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Eric Copeland,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Funkadelic,
Lungfish,
Drexciya,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Carl Craig,
Nas,
Can,
The Black Dice,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
Blake Baxter,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
Todd Rundgren,
Porter Ricks,
Connie Case,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
Japan,
Don Cherry,
Piero Umiliani,
a-ha,
Pagans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
CMW,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Wells,
Erykah Badu,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.