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 Korea North and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Mars to the grunge 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes 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?
Toni Rubio,
Deepchord,
Wings,
DJ Sneak,
Brand Nubian,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
Jacques Brel,
The Cramps,
The Vogues,
Pet Shop Boys,
Animal Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Theoretical Girls,
Terry Callier,
Rotary Connection,
Adolescents,
Neu!,
Donald Byrd,
Lalann,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dead Boys,
The Last Poets,
Dave Gahan,
Babytalk,
The Smoke,
The Angels of Light,
X-102,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minny Pops,
The Skatalites,
Fear,
John Foxx,
Al Stewart,
Das Ding,
The Red Krayola,
Circle Jerks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Music Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Prince Buster,
Jawbox,
Marvin Gaye,
The Flesh Eaters,
Funkadelic,
Girls At Our Best!,
David McCallum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Names,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Residents,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Happenings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young,
Bill Near,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.