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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
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 Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television 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 Aloha Tigers to the disco 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
cv313,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantytec,
Gabor Szabo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boredoms,
The Real Kids,
the Association,
Au Pairs,
The Residents,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
The Index,
Hasil Adkins,
Cybotron,
Index,
Shoche,
Gang Starr,
Brass Construction,
Leonard Cohen,
the Bar-Kays,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fortunes,
Chris & Cosey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul,
Joey Negro,
Johnny Clarke,
Alton Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Arab on Radar,
FM Einheit,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harry Pussy,
Sister Nancy,
Panda Bear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Lakeside,
Radio Birdman,
The Human League,
Godley & Creme,
Wire,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Görl,
The Skatalites,
Pierre Henry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Glambeats Corp.,
Desert Stars,
The Gun Club,
Ronnie Foster,
The Victims,
Pere Ubu,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.