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 India 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Red Krayola to the jazz 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
Severed Heads,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minnie Riperton,
David Bowie,
In Retrospect,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Godley & Creme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Easy Going,
Laurel Aitken,
The Smoke,
Procol Harum,
Minutemen,
Franke,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spoonie Gee,
Neil Young,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bauhaus,
New Age Steppers,
Ponytail,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Bill Wells,
D'Angelo,
Motorama,
8 Eyed Spy,
Model 500,
The Misunderstood,
The Birthday Party,
Black Bananas,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Associates,
Susan Cadogan,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Christie,
The Sound,
Zero Boys,
the Association,
Ludus,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Techniques,
Das Ding,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.