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 South Africa and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Five Americans to the dance 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
FM Einheit,
Man Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
Rosa Yemen,
Swell Maps,
the Sonics,
the Germs,
The Index,
Crime,
Black Moon,
Yellowson,
Sparks,
Siglo XX,
Dark Day,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ituana,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Skatalites,
Parry Music,
Surgeon,
Matthew Halsall,
Nils Olav,
John Cale,
Lower 48,
Flipper,
Morten Harket,
Vainqueur,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scan 7,
The Cure,
The Cowsills,
8 Eyed Spy,
EPMD,
La Düsseldorf,
Radio Birdman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Divine Comedy,
Fad Gadget,
Soul Sonic Force,
T. Rex,
Pet Shop Boys,
Guru Guru,
Make Up,
Soft Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Bourne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Josef K,
The Fire Engines,
Depeche Mode,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Cell,
Charles Mingus,
Rakim,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.