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 Jordan and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
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 spring reverb 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 The Busters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Black Pus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
Magazine,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Womack,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Sneak,
Bill Wells,
Roxy Music,
The Mummies,
JFA,
Ronnie Foster,
Mr. Review,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jacob Miller,
Freddie Wadling,
Aural Exciters,
Index,
The Victims,
Scrapy,
The Five Americans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
Cameo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Offenders,
Aswad,
Brothers Johnson,
Ohio Players,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Banda Bassotti,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monks,
The Residents,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bad Manners,
FM Einheit,
The Pretty Things,
Public Enemy,
Slave,
Khruangbin,
Joensuu 1685,
Agitation Free,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grey Daturas,
Nas,
T.S.O.L.,
Andrew Hill,
Metal Thangz,
Second Layer,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.