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 Slovenia and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Average White Band to the funk 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
The Toasters,
Alison Limerick,
Vladislav Delay,
Suicide,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II,
Rotary Connection,
Basic Channel,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Easy Going,
Tom Boy,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
Minor Threat,
One Last Wish,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camouflage,
Sandy B,
John Lydon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Smooth,
Nico,
Main Source,
K-Klass,
Slick Rick,
Outsiders,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
Rufus Thomas,
Funky Four + One,
FM Einheit,
Thompson Twins,
Connie Case,
Janne Schatter,
The Durutti Column,
Alton Ellis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Talk Talk,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scrapy,
Wally Richardson,
Fat Boys,
Mars,
The Cure,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Starr,
Frankie Knuckles,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.