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 Egypt and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 Schoolly D to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rapeman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Accadde A,
Nick Fraelich,
Desert Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
Althea and Donna,
ABBA,
Juan Atkins,
The Human League,
Eli Mardock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wings,
Kurtis Blow,
These Immortal Souls,
The Modern Lovers,
John Holt,
The Kinks,
Joey Negro,
Khruangbin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
Can,
The Last Poets,
Aaron Thompson,
Bluetip,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ornette Coleman,
The Raincoats,
Altered Images,
Guru Guru,
David McCallum,
Arthur Verocai,
Yazoo,
Smog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thompson Twins,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lucky Dragons,
the Human League,
The Black Dice,
Urselle,
Soulsonic Force,
La Düsseldorf,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
Anthony Braxton,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boredoms,
The Tremeloes,
The Dead C,
June Days,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.