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 Denmark and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Smog to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
New Age Steppers,
Circle Jerks,
Fatback Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Slackers,
The Angels of Light,
Sound Behaviour,
A Certain Ratio,
Scientists,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donald Byrd,
Dawn Penn,
Sight & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Silicon Teens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
EPMD,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
Henry Cow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mo-Dettes,
James White and The Blacks,
Porter Ricks,
Lyres,
Y Pants,
Janne Schatter,
Funkadelic,
Charles Mingus,
Funky Four + One,
Severed Heads,
Schoolly D,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roxy Music,
Joe Smooth,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swell Maps,
Au Pairs,
Reagan Youth,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Patti Smith,
Half Japanese,
Gichy Dan,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Junior Murvin,
the Sonics,
Monks,
Max Romeo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jeff Lynne,
In Retrospect,
Peter and Kerry,
Neu!,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.