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 Micronesia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro 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 Yaz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flipper,
The Zeros,
Yaz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Techniques,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fat Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
The Music Machine,
Minor Threat,
Heaven 17,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Finger,
Barbara Tucker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Matthew Halsall,
Von Mondo,
Hardrive,
Don Cherry,
Godley & Creme,
10cc,
The Martian,
Joyce Sims,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Flag,
Radio Birdman,
Cameo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oneida,
Fugazi,
The Dead C,
New Age Steppers,
H. Thieme,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Malaria!,
The Cure,
The Blackbyrds,
Steve Hackett,
Cheater Slicks,
Japan,
Procol Harum,
Television Personalities,
Parry Music,
A Certain Ratio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hasil Adkins,
Essential Logic,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.