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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Funkadelic to the techno 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Patti Smith,
The Moleskins,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-101,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gong,
Eurythmics,
Roy Ayers,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Massinfluence,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
B.T. Express,
Derrick Morgan,
The Happenings,
Pagans,
Crime,
Hot Snakes,
Lungfish,
Wolf Eyes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rakim,
Marmalade,
F. McDonald,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Rundgren,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mark Hollis,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sonics,
Severed Heads,
Archie Shepp,
Michelle Simonal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Music Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
The Motions,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Malaria!,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Swans,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
Harmonia,
Animal Collective,
The Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kevin Saunderson,
Agitation Free,
Kaleidoscope,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.