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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Yellowson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Harpers Bizarre,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yaz,
Liliput,
Joe Finger,
Ice-T,
Sex Pistols,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Moss Icon,
Tomorrow,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed,
The Dave Clark Five,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
Alton Ellis,
FM Einheit,
Girls At Our Best!,
Urselle,
Bootsy Collins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Parry Music,
Jeff Mills,
The Fugs,
Jeff Lynne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brick,
Jacob Miller,
JFA,
The Residents,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Red Krayola,
Lower 48,
Delta 5,
The Gories,
Colin Newman,
Pantytec,
Scratch Acid,
Heaven 17,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Talk Talk,
Deepchord,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
These Immortal Souls,
Vladislav Delay,
X-102,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tres Demented,
The Zeros,
The Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Standells,
The Saints,
Sonic Youth,
The Vogues,
Moby Grape,
Hardrive,
Eric Dolphy,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.