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 Ghana and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aswad to the techno 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cramps,
The Busters,
The Smiths,
Kayak,
Albert Ayler,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Last Poets,
The Saints,
Robert Wyatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hashim,
Bush Tetras,
Ohio Players,
Essential Logic,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Nik Kershaw,
Quando Quango,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chrome,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
The Gladiators,
Rekid,
Suburban Knight,
The Human League,
Bronski Beat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lyres,
Television,
Donny Hathaway,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monolake,
Yaz,
B.T. Express,
Second Layer,
The Selecter,
Radio Birdman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Von Mondo,
DJ Style,
The Gap Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Judy Mowatt,
Erykah Badu,
Tomorrow,
Bill Wells,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sparks,
Scientists,
Eden Ahbez,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.