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 St Lucia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Nation of Ulysses to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
The Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
Nas,
The Gap Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Slits,
Cheater Slicks,
Barry Ungar,
The New Christs,
The Barracudas,
Ossler,
Lucky Dragons,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
The Alarm Clocks,
Circle Jerks,
Accadde A,
Panda Bear,
The Leaves,
Essential Logic,
Godley & Creme,
The Fortunes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Little Man,
David Axelrod,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Section 25,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Womack,
Mo-Dettes,
The Red Krayola,
Juan Atkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Christie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gun Club,
Stockholm Monsters,
James White and The Blacks,
Half Japanese,
MC5,
Theoretical Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Babytalk,
Y Pants,
Gang Green,
The Skatalites,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Vainqueur,
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
Davy DMX,
Gong,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
AZ,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brothers Johnson,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.