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 Thailand and from Glasgow.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Model 500,
The Standells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Lynne,
Organ,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dual Sessions,
UT,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
Wire,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kas Product,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed,
FM Einheit,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
EPMD,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
Darondo,
Echospace,
Panda Bear,
The Move,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
B.T. Express,
Malaria!,
Derrick Morgan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aswad,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sight & Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Subhumans,
Reuben Wilson,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Order,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
10cc,
Byron Stingily,
Sun City Girls,
Country Teasers,
Quantec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nirvana,
48th St. Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Görl,
Eden Ahbez,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suicide,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.