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 Pakistan and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Archie Shepp to the techno 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Grey Daturas,
The Fall,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moebius,
Bauhaus,
Dead Boys,
The Golliwogs,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lyres,
Todd Terry,
Jeff Mills,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Womack,
Kaleidoscope,
Skriet,
The Birthday Party,
These Immortal Souls,
kango's stein massive,
Von Mondo,
Liliput,
The Litter,
Porter Ricks,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eve St. Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
X-102,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kayak,
Hot Snakes,
Curtis Mayfield,
D'Angelo,
Funky Four + One,
The Mojo Men,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Marvin Gaye,
The Young Rascals,
Pantaleimon,
Crime,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Starr,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soft Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
LL Cool J,
Soul Sonic Force,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
The Invisible,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boogie Down Productions,
Howard Jones,
Oneida,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.