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 Comoros and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Albert Ayler to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
K-Klass,
Cybotron,
Fear,
Barrington Levy,
Audionom,
Lee Hazlewood,
ABC,
Stetsasonic,
Hashim,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
The Golliwogs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
CMW,
Tubeway Army,
Darondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Mo-Dettes,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter and Kerry,
Absolute Body Control,
Motorama,
The Invisible,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vladislav Delay,
T.S.O.L.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magma,
Easy Going,
Moby Grape,
The Walker Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
Ronan,
Japan,
Joe Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Chris Corsano,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tom Boy,
New Age Steppers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Siglo XX,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scrapy,
The Fuzztones,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
JFA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.