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 Cuba and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Essential Logic to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Alison Limerick,
Junior Murvin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Last Poets,
Gregory Isaacs,
Toni Rubio,
Joe Smooth,
K-Klass,
Niagra,
the Human League,
The Techniques,
Neu!,
Eurythmics,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cameo,
The Fall,
Scan 7,
Ronnie Foster,
Tears for Fears,
Glenn Branca,
Eden Ahbez,
Agitation Free,
Freddie Wadling,
Joy Division,
Black Moon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pulsallama,
The Mojo Men,
Nas,
Rosa Yemen,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
Angry Samoans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Altered Images,
Derrick Morgan,
Ken Boothe,
The Motions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
In Retrospect,
Roxette,
Tim Buckley,
The Fortunes,
the Germs,
Faraquet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
Malaria!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Womack,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
June Days,
Grauzone,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.