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 Antigua and from Salvador.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soul Sonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
Banda Bassotti,
Shuggie Otis,
The Music Machine,
Massinfluence,
Dennis Brown,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Danielle Patucci,
Minutemen,
Average White Band,
Whodini,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Machine,
Gichy Dan,
Kurtis Blow,
The Neon Judgement,
L. Decosne,
Simply Red,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Christie,
The Divine Comedy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Soulsonic Force,
Idris Muhammad,
Tubeway Army,
B.T. Express,
Blancmange,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skarface,
Rites of Spring,
Tres Demented,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Bourne,
Animal Collective,
Severed Heads,
Basic Channel,
The Moody Blues,
Lakeside,
Eden Ahbez,
The Buckinghams,
Ossler,
New York Dolls,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker,
The Walker Brothers,
Ludus,
The Gap Band,
Bill Near,
New Age Steppers,
Mad Mike,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.