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 Algeria and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ohio Players to the disco 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Flipper,
Sarah Menescal,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Newcleus,
The Five Americans,
Carl Craig,
Barbara Tucker,
Brick,
Letta Mbulu,
Roger Hodgson,
Al Stewart,
The Fortunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sam Rivers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Human League,
Section 25,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Alarm Clocks,
Byron Stingily,
Rod Modell,
The Dead C,
The Durutti Column,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Moleskins,
The Zeros,
The Standells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Quando Quango,
Public Enemy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Prince Buster,
Erykah Badu,
Moss Icon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fatback Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Reuben Wilson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Faraquet,
The Grass Roots,
Half Japanese,
Circle Jerks,
Moby Grape,
The Count Five,
Goldenarms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.