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 Gabon and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes 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 the Bar-Kays to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Janne Schatter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bill Near,
The Raincoats,
cv313,
Delta 5,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
L. Decosne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Niagra,
Neu!,
Rekid,
Tres Demented,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Scan 7,
Little Man,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boredoms,
Unrelated Segments,
Tom Boy,
Smog,
Pulsallama,
The Saints,
Warsaw,
Althea and Donna,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bronski Beat,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Pus,
Lucky Dragons,
Fugazi,
James White and The Blacks,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alison Limerick,
The Five Americans,
Morten Harket,
Black Moon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
Bob Dylan,
Yaz,
Clear Light,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.