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 Kosovo and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 U.S. Maple 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Simply Red,
Tropical Tobacco,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
UT,
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Bourne,
John Holt,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joe Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Archie Shepp,
Howard Jones,
John Lydon,
Harmonia,
Ornette Coleman,
David McCallum,
Depeche Mode,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Motorama,
Ten City,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxette,
The Cramps,
Kayak,
Absolute Body Control,
Lebanon Hanover,
In Retrospect,
Joey Negro,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
U.S. Maple,
These Immortal Souls,
EPMD,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mo-Dettes,
Fela Kuti,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
Man Eating Sloth,
Babytalk,
Wasted Youth,
Eric Dolphy,
Von Mondo,
World's Most,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Groovy Waters,
Hoover,
Gang Gang Dance,
Massinfluence,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.