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 San Marino and from Philadelphia.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Swell Maps to the disco 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barry Ungar,
Henry Cow,
Japan,
Smog,
Dave Gahan,
Nas,
Sun City Girls,
Intrusion,
Jeff Lynne,
X-101,
Toni Rubio,
Vladislav Delay,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang On A Can,
Zapp,
CMW,
the Association,
The Moleskins,
Agitation Free,
Television,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
Bootsy Collins,
D'Angelo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hoover,
The Young Rascals,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
LL Cool J,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Stooges,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fluxion,
Joensuu 1685,
John Lydon,
The Gun Club,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Wells,
Sister Nancy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Animal Collective,
Mars,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Electric Prunes,
the Germs,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cluster,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.