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 Zimbabwe and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 Frankie Knuckles to the techno 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Mandrill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Roy Ayers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
10cc,
Smog,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Main Source,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camouflage,
Archie Shepp,
Moebius,
Anthony Braxton,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker,
Whodini,
The Modern Lovers,
June of 44,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bluetip,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
The J.B.'s,
T.S.O.L.,
Lalann,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Christie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Freddie Wadling,
The Happenings,
The Leaves,
Mark Hollis,
L. Decosne,
The Velvet Underground,
Pantytec,
Sight & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oneida,
Wasted Youth,
Eddi Front,
Babytalk,
Vainqueur,
the Association,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rekid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.