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 El Salvador and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Ornette Coleman,
One Last Wish,
Excepter,
The Gun Club,
Unwound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Vogues,
DJ Sneak,
Vladislav Delay,
Hardrive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crash Course in Science,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Finger,
Morten Harket,
Pulsallama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
The Litter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
OOIOO,
The Blackbyrds,
Maleditus Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra,
Jeff Mills,
Rufus Thomas,
Simply Red,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pole,
Severed Heads,
Roxy Music,
Althea and Donna,
Outsiders,
Altered Images,
The Golliwogs,
Alton Ellis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Model 500,
Circle Jerks,
Lungfish,
Clear Light,
Bizarre Inc.,
Au Pairs,
Fatback Band,
F. McDonald,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultra Naté,
The Smiths,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lakeside,
Pere Ubu,
Rakim,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.