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 Tunisia 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Sherman to the funk 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
the Swans,
Loose Ends,
Spandau Ballet,
DJ Sneak,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visage,
X-101,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rufus Thomas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camberwell Now,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
Eden Ahbez,
Fear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
D'Angelo,
a-ha,
Motorama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funky Four + One,
Desert Stars,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Leaves,
Con Funk Shun,
Simply Red,
Severed Heads,
Mars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harmonia,
Tim Buckley,
Cecil Taylor,
John Foxx,
Albert Ayler,
Dave Gahan,
Arcadia,
Hoover,
The Victims,
Bobby Byrd,
The Motions,
Black Sheep,
Section 25,
Junior Murvin,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Near,
Piero Umiliani,
Mad Mike,
Gil Scott Heron,
Donny Hathaway,
The Seeds,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gabor Szabo,
Porter Ricks,
Y Pants,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.