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 Italy and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skarface to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire 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?
Letta Mbulu,
Danielle Patucci,
Gong,
Blossom Toes,
Cybotron,
Byron Stingily,
The Move,
Robert Hood,
Toni Rubio,
Pharoah Sanders,
H. Thieme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minny Pops,
Von Mondo,
Bootsy Collins,
Panda Bear,
Hashim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Prince Buster,
The Buckinghams,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
AZ,
Adolescents,
Sixth Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moss Icon,
The Toasters,
Ten City,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Rundgren,
Quadrant,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Star Department,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
K-Klass,
Joy Division,
Sparks,
Infiniti,
X-101,
Groovy Waters,
Skaos,
Archie Shepp,
John Foxx,
Vainqueur,
La Düsseldorf,
X-Ray Spex,
Cal Tjader,
Drive Like Jehu,
Clear Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Make Up,
Davy DMX,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.