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 Qatar 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 United States of America to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Hashim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
Fatback Band,
Country Teasers,
Underground Resistance,
The Gories,
10cc,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
Kas Product,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Association,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Mills,
The Gap Band,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
Eurythmics,
Susan Cadogan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Womack,
Tim Buckley,
Oblivians,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lightning Bolt,
Marvin Gaye,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Smoke,
Funkadelic,
Inner City,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Little Man,
Marc Almond,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Letta Mbulu,
H. Thieme,
Eli Mardock,
The Count Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Carl Craig,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Machine,
Ultravox,
The Victims,
Cecil Taylor,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.