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 Comoros and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Aural Exciters to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric Copeland,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Evens,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lindisfarne,
The Beau Brummels,
Don Cherry,
Robert Hood,
Jacob Miller,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Five Americans,
Gichy Dan,
Intrusion,
Supertramp,
The Raincoats,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
The Black Dice,
Masters at Work,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Unwound,
CMW,
Mark Hollis,
Ralphi Rosario,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dennis Brown,
Monolake,
Pharoah Sanders,
Babytalk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Morten Harket,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
Albert Ayler,
Skarface,
Moebius,
L. Decosne,
New Order,
David Bowie,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiohead,
Oblivians,
John Lydon,
Lou Christie,
AZ,
Sandy B,
The Invisible,
Tommy Roe,
U.S. Maple,
Young Marble Giants,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.