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 Ukraine 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Scientists to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Maleditus Sound,
DNA,
Outsiders,
Panda Bear,
Metal Thangz,
X-102,
Anthony Braxton,
Gong,
New Age Steppers,
Unwound,
Bronski Beat,
Rotary Connection,
Cybotron,
World's Most,
Crash Course in Science,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
The Real Kids,
Lower 48,
The Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
The Trojans,
Juan Atkins,
Aswad,
Dawn Penn,
Oblivians,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick May,
Dark Day,
Black Moon,
Albert Ayler,
Rod Modell,
Robert Görl,
K-Klass,
Adolescents,
June Days,
the Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Scion,
Monks,
Bauhaus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Pus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Association,
Peter & Gordon,
Pagans,
the Sonics,
Camouflage,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.