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 Mexico and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Amazonics to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Masters at Work,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gories,
New York Dolls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Frankie Knuckles,
Buzzcocks,
The Knickerbockers,
Connie Case,
CMW,
The Beau Brummels,
Joy Division,
Jawbox,
The Doors,
The Modern Lovers,
Arcadia,
Lungfish,
Chris Corsano,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül II,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Albert Ayler,
Accadde A,
KRS-One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Wake,
Alton Ellis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Soft Cell,
Urselle,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fatback Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Green,
Qualms,
The Mojo Men,
John Lydon,
Clear Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Easy Going,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fall,
Little Man,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
James White and The Blacks,
Duran Duran,
Rapeman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Monks,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.