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 Brunei and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Real Kids to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Move,
Sun Ra,
Los Fastidios,
Minor Threat,
Mission of Burma,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nils Olav,
JFA,
The Residents,
Inner City,
Cheater Slicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-101,
Q and Not U,
Average White Band,
the Association,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
U.S. Maple,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Foxx,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
Icehouse,
Make Up,
Malaria!,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed,
Kurtis Blow,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Slits,
Quantec,
Aswad,
Qualms,
The Techniques,
Quadrant,
Eric Dolphy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rekid,
Can,
Goldenarms,
Prince Buster,
The Names,
Agitation Free,
Lucky Dragons,
The Blackbyrds,
Barrington Levy,
Hashim,
This Heat,
Wire,
Ohio Players,
Faraquet,
Moby Grape,
Clear Light,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.