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 Papua New Guinea 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Massinfluence to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
The Last Poets,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
One Last Wish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bob Dylan,
Fatback Band,
Clear Light,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
Bobby Womack,
Quando Quango,
Shoche,
MDC,
Gang Starr,
Ultimate Spinach,
Simply Red,
Khruangbin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Juan Atkins,
Moebius,
Janne Schatter,
H. Thieme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
Archie Shepp,
Kaleidoscope,
Intrusion,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heaven 17,
Patti Smith,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Ronnie Foster,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
KRS-One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Niagra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Human League,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moleskins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Organ,
The Happenings,
Joe Smooth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.