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 Ghana and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Patti Smith to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
The Leaves,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
Shoche,
Jerry's Kids,
Tim Buckley,
Massinfluence,
Rites of Spring,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ice-T,
Inner City,
the Germs,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Associates,
Bauhaus,
The Names,
The Fortunes,
Marine Girls,
Dark Day,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Minnie Riperton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Ohio Players,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Popol Vuh,
Theoretical Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Todd Terry,
Quadrant,
The Flesh Eaters,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Sheep,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Sparks,
The Fugs,
Spandau Ballet,
Essential Logic,
Pussy Galore,
Mo-Dettes,
MC5,
Stiv Bators,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Green,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare,
The Barracudas,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.