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 Paraguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bob Dylan to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 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?
Alton Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skriet,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Fraelich,
Marmalade,
Alphaville,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABBA,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun City Girls,
The Count Five,
The Young Rascals,
Mars,
Rod Modell,
Babytalk,
The Names,
Oneida,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aaron Thompson,
Archie Shepp,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Intrusion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Accadde A,
the Slits,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ice-T,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minor Threat,
Rakim,
Pantytec,
the Fania All-Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sister Nancy,
the Bar-Kays,
Liliput,
CMW,
Monolake,
Half Japanese,
Cheater Slicks,
Television,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thee Headcoats,
Television Personalities,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Japan,
The Smoke,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.