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 Brazil and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Joey Negro to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hardrive,
Public Enemy,
Wasted Youth,
The Motions,
Franke,
Don Cherry,
OOIOO,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
Underground Resistance,
Junior Murvin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joe Smooth,
CMW,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faraquet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Young Marble Giants,
Maurizio,
Ten City,
The Real Kids,
Motorama,
Tropical Tobacco,
Shuggie Otis,
Warsaw,
Siglo XX,
Scan 7,
Mad Mike,
Mr. Review,
Amazonics,
Slave,
ABBA,
X-102,
Howard Jones,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Beau Brummels,
One Last Wish,
Mo-Dettes,
Hasil Adkins,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jandek,
The Human League,
Cheater Slicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers,
Barbara Tucker,
Funkadelic,
Rapeman,
MDC,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cowsills,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.