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 Swaziland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Masters at Work to the rock 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Dolphy,
Todd Terry,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cheater Slicks,
a-ha,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
Fad Gadget,
Pylon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
The Sonics,
Echospace,
Surgeon,
The Victims,
Massinfluence,
The Gun Club,
Oneida,
The Offenders,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
Nils Olav,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minutemen,
The Count Five,
Dual Sessions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Red Krayola,
Zapp,
Eve St. Jones,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Rundgren,
Make Up,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Porter Ricks,
Blossom Toes,
Harry Pussy,
Sandy B,
Maleditus Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Motions,
Don Cherry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Davy DMX,
Pussy Galore,
Pagans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Adolescents,
David Bowie,
Newcleus,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.