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 Laos and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Groovy Waters to the techno 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
K-Klass,
The Smoke,
Wolf Eyes,
Absolute Body Control,
Franke,
Bang On A Can,
Minutemen,
Lightning Bolt,
Severed Heads,
The Star Department,
Zapp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Leaves,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wire,
Deadbeat,
Blancmange,
Ice-T,
Reagan Youth,
the Swans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
The Red Krayola,
Rakim,
Minor Threat,
The Real Kids,
The Skatalites,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Blackbyrds,
Suburban Knight,
Crooked Eye,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cameo,
Wings,
Connie Case,
Ten City,
a-ha,
DNA,
Skaos,
Camberwell Now,
Hashim,
Arcadia,
Joy Division,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Procol Harum,
X-102,
Jerry's Kids,
Tres Demented,
Deepchord,
Reuben Wilson,
Mr. Review,
The Remains,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
KRS-One,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mission of Burma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.