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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rock 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Siglo XX,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David Axelrod,
Erykah Badu,
EPMD,
Little Man,
Can,
Graham Central Station,
the Soft Cell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fugs,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eve St. Jones,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cramps,
Blancmange,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Q and Not U,
Nick Fraelich,
Slick Rick,
Saccharine Trust,
The Standells,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Pus,
Jawbox,
Ultravox,
Make Up,
The Young Rascals,
Reagan Youth,
Heaven 17,
Eli Mardock,
Con Funk Shun,
Chrome,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
Index,
Dark Day,
Grey Daturas,
Carl Craig,
One Last Wish,
Liliput,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drexciya,
The Index,
June of 44,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Wolf Eyes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Josef K,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scrapy,
The Dirtbombs,
Smog,
The Techniques,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.