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 Portugal and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Cameo to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
DNA,
The Fire Engines,
Judy Mowatt,
New York Dolls,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
D'Angelo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Y Pants,
Altered Images,
The Seeds,
Brothers Johnson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxette,
Moss Icon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Josef K,
Swell Maps,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sex Pistols,
H. Thieme,
The Moleskins,
Unwound,
A Certain Ratio,
T. Rex,
Skriet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Skatalites,
E-Dancer,
John Cale,
The Toasters,
Minny Pops,
Nas,
Minor Threat,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
Skaos,
Ituana,
Los Fastidios,
ABBA,
Absolute Body Control,
Soulsonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.