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 Lithuania and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lee Hazlewood to the grunge 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Nik Kershaw,
Public Enemy,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ice-T,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cymande,
Niagra,
Con Funk Shun,
Lakeside,
X-Ray Spex,
Iggy Pop,
Camberwell Now,
Nick Fraelich,
Soft Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spoonie Gee,
Agitation Free,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Human League,
The Move,
Cluster,
Magazine,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra,
CMW,
Ossler,
The J.B.'s,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suburban Knight,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
Tres Demented,
T. Rex,
Wally Richardson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Connie Case,
Gang Green,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crash Course in Science,
Chrome,
Boz Scaggs,
Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Urselle,
8 Eyed Spy,
Porter Ricks,
Josef K,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Interpol,
Ohio Players,
Fad Gadget,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.