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 Kyrgyzstan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 Graham Central Station to the techno 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
June of 44,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sarah Menescal,
Siglo XX,
Blossom Toes,
Zapp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Arthur Verocai,
X-Ray Spex,
Swell Maps,
Tommy Roe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Green,
Hardrive,
K-Klass,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Bananas,
Ultravox,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
EPMD,
The New Christs,
the Slits,
CMW,
Colin Newman,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
Vainqueur,
June Days,
Rufus Thomas,
Harmonia,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bluetip,
Monolake,
Roxy Music,
Alphaville,
Donny Hathaway,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Youth Brigade,
Soulsonic Force,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moebius,
Au Pairs,
Robert Görl,
10cc,
Bobby Womack,
LL Cool J,
Lucky Dragons,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.