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 Austria and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 Graham Central Station to the grime 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Rundgren,
Lungfish,
Minnie Riperton,
Donald Byrd,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
AZ,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Loose Ends,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nico,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nirvana,
The Fuzztones,
Jacob Miller,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
Glenn Branca,
Chris & Cosey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
L. Decosne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Siglo XX,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Martian,
The Count Five,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon,
Buzzcocks,
The Smoke,
Negative Approach,
Ituana,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Enemy,
Oblivians,
The Saints,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Hot Snakes,
Dawn Penn,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rod Modell,
Sam Rivers,
Radiohead,
Heaven 17,
Arcadia,
Easy Going,
Bluetip,
Hasil Adkins,
Tommy Roe,
Pussy Galore,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Sheep,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nils Olav,
Pylon,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.