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 Indonesia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Aswad to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Technova,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nico,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Ken Boothe,
Idris Muhammad,
Reuben Wilson,
Clear Light,
Soul Sonic Force,
Motorama,
Main Source,
Pierre Henry,
Rufus Thomas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Litter,
Juan Atkins,
Brick,
Guru Guru,
the Normal,
Soulsonic Force,
Unwound,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
The Happenings,
Morten Harket,
Shuggie Otis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fortunes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dead Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skaos,
A Certain Ratio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Smiths,
Stereo Dub,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
The Velvet Underground,
The Young Rascals,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Moon,
Brand Nubian,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tubeway Army,
Alice Coltrane,
Make Up,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Subhumans,
Pantaleimon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.