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 Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Residents,
F. McDonald,
Crooked Eye,
Popol Vuh,
JFA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tommy Roe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
Funkadelic,
Kurtis Blow,
Ituana,
Bluetip,
Max Romeo,
CMW,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
Bill Near,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-102,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gong,
Ice-T,
Massinfluence,
Malaria!,
Althea and Donna,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joensuu 1685,
OOIOO,
the Slits,
Anakelly,
Livin' Joy,
Peter & Gordon,
Agent Orange,
Franke,
Unwound,
the Bar-Kays,
Soulsonic Force,
MC5,
Slave,
Blake Baxter,
The American Breed,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rufus Thomas,
Albert Ayler,
The Barracudas,
Visage,
In Retrospect,
R.M.O.,
48th St. Collective,
LL Cool J,
Carl Craig,
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
The Seeds,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.