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 Greece and from Manila.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Hoover,
Thee Headcoats,
Cecil Taylor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Barracudas,
Nico,
The Smiths,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Associates,
Janne Schatter,
Joyce Sims,
The Young Rascals,
F. McDonald,
Erasure,
Delta 5,
Charles Mingus,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
Kenny Larkin,
Von Mondo,
Chris Corsano,
Angry Samoans,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
H. Thieme,
Rufus Thomas,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dave Gahan,
Bad Manners,
The Grass Roots,
Flash Fearless,
The Dave Clark Five,
R.M.O.,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
FM Einheit,
Faraquet,
China Crisis,
The Beau Brummels,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Last Poets,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lalann,
Ludus,
Avey Tare,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sonic Youth,
Ituana,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Infiniti,
Japan,
cv313,
Don Cherry,
Alice Coltrane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.