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 Russia and from Lagos.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Gories to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Victims,
The Litter,
Siglo XX,
Black Sheep,
Second Layer,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kas Product,
Morten Harket,
The Misunderstood,
Lee Hazlewood,
X-Ray Spex,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Ohio Players,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Charles Mingus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Graham Central Station,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
The Skatalites,
The Tremeloes,
X-102,
Dual Sessions,
David McCallum,
Brand Nubian,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mandrill,
The Names,
Guru Guru,
Archie Shepp,
Faust,
Aloha Tigers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fall,
The Knickerbockers,
Khruangbin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dead C,
New Order,
Byron Stingily,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Leonard Cohen,
Funky Four + One,
Kenny Larkin,
The Human League,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Blackbyrds,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Urselle,
These Immortal Souls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.