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 Tonga and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Idris Muhammad to the grunge 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
Tom Boy,
The Move,
Outsiders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suicide,
Josef K,
Make Up,
The Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Scientists,
Y Pants,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Intrusion,
Neu!,
Lou Reed,
Radio Birdman,
Harmonia,
The Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
Arcadia,
X-102,
DJ Sneak,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scan 7,
Alice Coltrane,
Joyce Sims,
Crooked Eye,
Tim Buckley,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
E-Dancer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
The Searchers,
Wolf Eyes,
Rod Modell,
Alphaville,
Rekid,
Slave,
Donald Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
The Human League,
Byron Stingily,
New Order,
the Normal,
Tomorrow,
K-Klass,
Silicon Teens,
Babytalk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
The Durutti Column,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.