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 South Sudan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 JFA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Absolute Body Control,
Ten City,
MC5,
ABBA,
Bauhaus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
Quando Quango,
Fela Kuti,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Bill Near,
New Age Steppers,
Royal Trux,
The Residents,
Intrusion,
Lindisfarne,
Monolake,
Joe Finger,
Outsiders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bluetip,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smoke,
Nas,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Standells,
Lou Christie,
Rapeman,
Altered Images,
Rekid,
Eric Dolphy,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
Neil Young,
The Offenders,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joensuu 1685,
Zero Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nirvana,
The Modern Lovers,
Maurizio,
Piero Umiliani,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
Subhumans,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Wyatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
Brand Nubian,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
Deadbeat,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.