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 Lebanon and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Ludus,
Absolute Body Control,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nation of Ulysses,
Franke,
Pussy Galore,
The Smoke,
Oblivians,
Malaria!,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Isaac Hayes,
The Vogues,
Pierre Henry,
Little Man,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
Ronnie Foster,
The Smiths,
Yusef Lateef,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joyce Sims,
Technova,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
a-ha,
AZ,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Görl,
Q65,
Bob Dylan,
John Lydon,
MC5,
FM Einheit,
Chris Corsano,
Bauhaus,
New York Dolls,
Public Enemy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Danielle Patucci,
Tubeway Army,
Slick Rick,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultravox,
The Sound,
Inner City,
Maleditus Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Marmalade,
Fluxion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.