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 Zimbabwe and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Germs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
Godley & Creme,
Thee Headcoats,
Gichy Dan,
Wings,
Animal Collective,
The Happenings,
Yaz,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Görl,
Eli Mardock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Schoolly D,
Eddi Front,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Johnny Osbourne,
Audionom,
Tears for Fears,
The Divine Comedy,
Fear,
Severed Heads,
Chrome,
Rakim,
Urselle,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Parry Music,
The Skatalites,
Suicide,
Mantronix,
Deakin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Spoonie Gee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Finger,
The Standells,
Bob Dylan,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Harmonia,
Carl Craig,
a-ha,
The Selecter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barrington Levy,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Technova,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Womack,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Music Machine,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.