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 Tajikistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Traffic Nightmare to the rap 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
The Golliwogs,
Judy Mowatt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Names,
CMW,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Ponytail,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Massinfluence,
Stiv Bators,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fluxion,
Spandau Ballet,
Audionom,
Easy Going,
Depeche Mode,
Half Japanese,
Funkadelic,
Althea and Donna,
Hashim,
Donald Byrd,
Minny Pops,
Harmonia,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
The Kinks,
Connie Case,
Morten Harket,
Symarip,
Bob Dylan,
Todd Terry,
The Count Five,
The Selecter,
Negative Approach,
Tres Demented,
The Blues Magoos,
Japan,
Gil Scott Heron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Absolute Body Control,
June Days,
The Remains,
MDC,
Silicon Teens,
Anakelly,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Section 25,
Erykah Badu,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Raincoats,
Public Enemy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fugs,
Loose Ends,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.