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 Armenia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Organ,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Derrick Morgan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aswad,
Howard Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Los Fastidios,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thompson Twins,
Dual Sessions,
The Music Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fear,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
the Soft Cell,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
B.T. Express,
Deakin,
Matthew Halsall,
the Normal,
Delta 5,
Bootsy Collins,
Barbara Tucker,
In Retrospect,
The Gladiators,
Ohio Players,
Soul II Soul,
Metal Thangz,
Tears for Fears,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dave Gahan,
Grauzone,
Masters at Work,
The Toasters,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
World's Most,
Gong,
The Zeros,
Funkadelic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cowsills,
Agent Orange,
Eve St. Jones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.