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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fad Gadget,
The Dave Clark Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Loose Ends,
Bill Near,
The Associates,
Scratch Acid,
The Misunderstood,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fluxion,
The Remains,
Ornette Coleman,
Wings,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marvin Gaye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hashim,
Essential Logic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Style,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Donny Hathaway,
Rekid,
Alice Coltrane,
Surgeon,
The Fugs,
Duran Duran,
Soul Sonic Force,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T.S.O.L.,
The Last Poets,
Bush Tetras,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
In Retrospect,
Steve Hackett,
Grey Daturas,
Black Flag,
Sällskapet,
Little Man,
Clear Light,
Tres Demented,
Blossom Toes,
Rites of Spring,
Stereo Dub,
X-Ray Spex,
Visage,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Piero Umiliani,
John Coltrane,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.