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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Tom Boy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Godley & Creme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Move,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
Scrapy,
The Moody Blues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sound Behaviour,
Patti Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The United States of America,
Idris Muhammad,
Liliput,
Ohio Players,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacques Brel,
Chris Corsano,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
The Evens,
Soft Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Franke,
Rapeman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Connie Case,
Severed Heads,
Intrusion,
Radio Birdman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thee Headcoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The New Christs,
The Star Department,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ossler,
Donny Hathaway,
Alice Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
Drive Like Jehu,
Radiohead,
The Index,
Malaria!,
Audionom,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.