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 Canada and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Delta 5 to the disco 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott Heron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soul Sonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Wasted Youth,
Scrapy,
Andrew Hill,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang Starr,
Zapp,
Schoolly D,
The Golliwogs,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Brothers Johnson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
Kas Product,
The Monks,
Sugar Minott,
Eurythmics,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül II,
Blossom Toes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
JFA,
The Sonics,
The Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
The Zeros,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Aaron Thompson,
Accadde A,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brass Construction,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Swans,
Chris Corsano,
A Certain Ratio,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Wyatt,
Newcleus,
Skaos,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Main Source,
Subhumans,
Alice Coltrane,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.