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 Nigeria and from Stockholm.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skarface to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Television Personalities,
Jerry's Kids,
Lyres,
Camouflage,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pylon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Audionom,
Whodini,
Donny Hathaway,
Roger Hodgson,
Drexciya,
48th St. Collective,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Germs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nirvana,
Moss Icon,
Groovy Waters,
Surgeon,
Janne Schatter,
Toni Rubio,
Minutemen,
Main Source,
Eden Ahbez,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fear,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oblivians,
Barrington Levy,
Youth Brigade,
Accadde A,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sandy B,
Scratch Acid,
kango's stein massive,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The United States of America,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Leonard Cohen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mr. Review,
Dark Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tears for Fears,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.