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 Bolivia and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roxette to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Ten City,
KRS-One,
Royal Trux,
The Smoke,
U.S. Maple,
Curtis Mayfield,
Archie Shepp,
cv313,
Flipper,
Agent Orange,
Fear,
Joyce Sims,
The Red Krayola,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
the Normal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moss Icon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alice Coltrane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
Warsaw,
Fatback Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Happenings,
Deadbeat,
Pantaleimon,
Kenny Larkin,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-102,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oblivians,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Television,
Ponytail,
The Evens,
The Skatalites,
the Sonics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Charles Mingus,
Mantronix,
Nick Fraelich,
Wire,
The Five Americans,
Pulsallama,
Mr. Review,
Donny Hathaway,
Ludus,
The Grass Roots,
Arab on Radar,
FM Einheit,
The Golliwogs,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
Nik Kershaw,
Erykah Badu,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.