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 Mauritius and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Sixth Finger to the techno 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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kayak,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerrie Biddell,
New York Dolls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
The Misunderstood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Green,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Schoolly D,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Intrusion,
the Normal,
Panda Bear,
Zero Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Moby Grape,
Dead Boys,
Donald Byrd,
The Searchers,
Banda Bassotti,
Blossom Toes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultra Naté,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Symarip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Davy DMX,
Pantytec,
Qualms,
Joe Finger,
Cluster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DNA,
Sandy B,
The Fire Engines,
Boredoms,
Yaz,
Scott Walker,
The Saints,
Gichy Dan,
The American Breed,
The Smiths,
Essential Logic,
Black Moon,
Eddi Front,
Scion,
JFA,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lalann,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Howard Jones,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.