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 Uganda and from Copenhagen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Max Romeo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Görl,
Country Teasers,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
E-Dancer,
kango's stein massive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deadbeat,
MDC,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roxette,
Lyres,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Sherman,
Boredoms,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zero Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aswad,
Youth Brigade,
Joy Division,
Kaleidoscope,
Juan Atkins,
Negative Approach,
Donald Byrd,
Scan 7,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash,
Infiniti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Traffic Nightmare,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fugs,
D'Angelo,
Mandrill,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quando Quango,
The Martian,
Excepter,
PIL,
Television,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ten City,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter and Kerry,
Rotary Connection,
Shuggie Otis,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.