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 Egypt 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 American Breed 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Aloha Tigers,
Piero Umiliani,
Bronski Beat,
David Axelrod,
Slave,
Kerri Chandler,
Blossom Toes,
Magma,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxette,
The Young Rascals,
June of 44,
cv313,
Simply Red,
Arcadia,
Flamin' Groovies,
Idris Muhammad,
Wings,
Cal Tjader,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Massinfluence,
Peter & Gordon,
X-102,
The Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris Corsano,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
CMW,
Excepter,
The Pretty Things,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ice-T,
the Fania All-Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
The Smoke,
The Index,
The Martian,
Siglo XX,
The Selecter,
X-Ray Spex,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Metal Thangz,
Tres Demented,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.