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 Marshall Islands and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brothers Johnson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Nas,
Arcadia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bill Near,
Godley & Creme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Charles Mingus,
Bill Wells,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric B and Rakim,
Intrusion,
Oblivians,
Porter Ricks,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
Mars,
PIL,
Crash Course in Science,
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
Terry Callier,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Velvet Underground,
One Last Wish,
Stiv Bators,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eurythmics,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arab on Radar,
Section 25,
Colin Newman,
Rufus Thomas,
K-Klass,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach,
Derrick May,
Leonard Cohen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
A Certain Ratio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
48th St. Collective,
Inner City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Popol Vuh,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Bowie,
Nation of Ulysses,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.