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 Honduras and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Rotary Connection to the rap 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
The Kinks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Residents,
The Smoke,
Sixth Finger,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
Public Enemy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Associates,
Crime,
B.T. Express,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers,
Erykah Badu,
Charles Mingus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roxy Music,
Scientists,
Liliput,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Sällskapet,
Dark Day,
The Beau Brummels,
The Invisible,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barrington Levy,
World's Most,
DNA,
Lakeside,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
Severed Heads,
Subhumans,
Electric Prunes,
Angry Samoans,
Delta 5,
Eden Ahbez,
Aural Exciters,
Lindisfarne,
Warsaw,
PIL,
Dead Boys,
Smog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Freddie Wadling,
Pussy Galore,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oblivians,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.