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 Gambia and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Mantronix to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
Basic Channel,
Cal Tjader,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bang On A Can,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
The Pretty Things,
Skriet,
Marvin Gaye,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Idris Muhammad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Saints,
U.S. Maple,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Wake,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
Bootsy Collins,
Interpol,
Second Layer,
Tropical Tobacco,
Average White Band,
Newcleus,
The Associates,
Fat Boys,
The Gap Band,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
Tommy Roe,
Saccharine Trust,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Green,
The Litter,
The Barracudas,
Y Pants,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Oneida,
Tom Boy,
Radiohead,
The Selecter,
Siglo XX,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
Eden Ahbez,
Tears for Fears,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Lydon,
Outsiders,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Shoche,
Patti Smith,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.