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 Solomon Islands and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Erasure to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Ronan,
Babytalk,
Gong,
Bootsy Collins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Boz Scaggs,
Sandy B,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tom Boy,
The Wake,
Laurel Aitken,
Newcleus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Franke,
The Star Department,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
Outsiders,
OOIOO,
Faraquet,
Funkadelic,
The Skatalites,
Camouflage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Order,
F. McDonald,
Wings,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blues Magoos,
Barrington Levy,
Ludus,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacques Brel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scion,
Amazonics,
Pylon,
Easy Going,
kango's stein massive,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scientists,
Janne Schatter,
Liliput,
U.S. Maple,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Standells,
Livin' Joy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
Juan Atkins,
The Angels of Light,
Howard Jones,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.