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 Switzerland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Moebius to the rap 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Yusef Lateef,
Ponytail,
The Modern Lovers,
Terry Callier,
Eli Mardock,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
Man Eating Sloth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
E-Dancer,
Metal Thangz,
Al Stewart,
The Tremeloes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Vainqueur,
Yellowson,
Anthony Braxton,
Siglo XX,
Sam Rivers,
The Slits,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ornette Coleman,
Rites of Spring,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swell Maps,
Organ,
Can,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
Bobby Sherman,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Youth Brigade,
EPMD,
Lower 48,
Q65,
Matthew Halsall,
Animal Collective,
Gang Starr,
The Names,
Godley & Creme,
Y Pants,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
MDC,
Black Sheep,
Mo-Dettes,
The American Breed,
Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Morten Harket,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cameo,
Lalann,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Accadde A,
Ultravox,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.