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 Kyrgyzstan and from Houston.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ken Boothe to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ohio Players,
Minny Pops,
Yaz,
Shoche,
Brick,
Archie Shepp,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Lindisfarne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Toni Rubio,
Arab on Radar,
Quantec,
Warsaw,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fluxion,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Letta Mbulu,
June of 44,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arcadia,
Delta 5,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skriet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Spandau Ballet,
Altered Images,
Kurtis Blow,
Newcleus,
The Slackers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
Carl Craig,
The Mummies,
Ornette Coleman,
Suburban Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visage,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skaos,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
Erasure,
Kayak,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oblivians,
Jerry Gold Smith,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
Guru Guru,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.