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 Latvia and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 X-101 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sister Nancy,
Alison Limerick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rufus Thomas,
Boz Scaggs,
Section 25,
The Fugs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Derrick Morgan,
Zapp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lightning Bolt,
Gichy Dan,
Television Personalities,
David Axelrod,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Clarke,
Aswad,
X-Ray Spex,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arab on Radar,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Martian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
Loose Ends,
10cc,
Sun City Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Clear Light,
Von Mondo,
Chris Corsano,
Y Pants,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
Outsiders,
Robert Wyatt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeff Mills,
Reagan Youth,
The Saints,
Pere Ubu,
Bob Dylan,
Godley & Creme,
The Electric Prunes,
Niagra,
Stereo Dub,
Royal Trux,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mummies,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.