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 Bangladesh and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Arcadia to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
The Cramps,
Boz Scaggs,
Basic Channel,
Duran Duran,
Juan Atkins,
The J.B.'s,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fela Kuti,
Skriet,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
Prince Buster,
Excepter,
Eve St. Jones,
Donald Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
The Trojans,
The Invisible,
The Misunderstood,
John Foxx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Suburban Knight,
E-Dancer,
Laurel Aitken,
Marvin Gaye,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
World's Most,
H. Thieme,
Scott Walker,
Roxette,
The Tremeloes,
Scratch Acid,
The Fortunes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Skatalites,
The Index,
Ultra Naté,
ABC,
The Fire Engines,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry's Kids,
June of 44,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Bourne,
Radio Birdman,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Velvet Underground,
The Stooges,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.