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 Palau and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Infiniti to the rock 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Blake Baxter,
Man Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
World's Most,
Junior Murvin,
Ronnie Foster,
Aswad,
Gang of Four,
Camouflage,
Joe Smooth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sex Pistols,
Nirvana,
Pole,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rotary Connection,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Duran Duran,
Y Pants,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
The Smoke,
Cal Tjader,
Quantec,
Massinfluence,
The Vogues,
Organ,
Gichy Dan,
MC5,
The Mummies,
The Walker Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
the Germs,
Cluster,
The Mojo Men,
Monolake,
Cecil Taylor,
Liliput,
Simply Red,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Mills,
Ken Boothe,
Joensuu 1685,
Donny Hathaway,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sällskapet,
Fela Kuti,
Sonic Youth,
The Barracudas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
OOIOO,
Moss Icon,
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
B.T. Express,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.