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 Burundi and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Gerry Rafferty to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '80s 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 The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Minny Pops,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aswad,
Ronan,
Agitation Free,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Con Funk Shun,
Boredoms,
Essential Logic,
Malaria!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Remains,
The Dirtbombs,
Smog,
Laurel Aitken,
Buzzcocks,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Man Parrish,
Erasure,
Zero Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Mills,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Todd Rundgren,
Intrusion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Underground Resistance,
Joe Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Slave,
Hoover,
Maleditus Sound,
Camouflage,
Michelle Simonal,
Connie Case,
The Victims,
Eurythmics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doors,
The Durutti Column,
Colin Newman,
Max Romeo,
Kaleidoscope,
The Divine Comedy,
EPMD,
Gang Starr,
Rufus Thomas,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.