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 Sudan and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Tremeloes,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Janne Schatter,
Donald Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Vladislav Delay,
Sight & Sound,
Gong,
Mandrill,
Royal Trux,
Bob Dylan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lucky Dragons,
the Germs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DJ Sneak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Smooth,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
Outsiders,
One Last Wish,
Rosa Yemen,
Aural Exciters,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
Moebius,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
D'Angelo,
Section 25,
Gang Green,
John Foxx,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Masters at Work,
Grey Daturas,
Lakeside,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
Nick Fraelich,
Whodini,
FM Einheit,
Marshall Jefferson,
Davy DMX,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barrington Levy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cymande,
Marmalade,
Lower 48,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camouflage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reuben Wilson,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.