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 Norway and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minnie Riperton,
Deadbeat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joensuu 1685,
Groovy Waters,
Barclay James Harvest,
La Düsseldorf,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Lalann,
Malaria!,
Black Bananas,
The Mummies,
Tubeway Army,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Main Source,
Bobby Sherman,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cure,
The Trojans,
Nirvana,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Piero Umiliani,
Maurizio,
The Remains,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kayak,
Pantaleimon,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
Toni Rubio,
The Vogues,
Surgeon,
Bobby Byrd,
Little Man,
The Modern Lovers,
Echospace,
Sun Ra,
Parry Music,
Angry Samoans,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Motions,
Fear,
Wire,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.